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Full text of "The Presbyterian hymnal"

J FROM THE LIBRARY OF 

REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D. 

BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 

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PHILADELPHIA: 
PRESBYTERIAN BOARD OF PUBLICATION, 

1334 CHESTXUT STREET. 



Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, by 

THE TRUSTEES OF THE 

PRESBYTERIAN BOARD OF PUBLICATION, 
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 



Westcott & Thomson, 
Stereotypirs and Ele.ctrotype.rs, Philada. 



The Hymnal was compiled and edited by the Rev. Joseph T. 
DuRYEA, D.D., under the direction of a Committee appointed by The 
General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States of 
America, consisting of the following persons : 

Rev. HERRICK JOHNSON, D.D., Chairman. 



Rev. J. TRUMBULL BACKUS, D.D. 
Rev. JAMES 0. MURRAY, D.D. 



GEORGE JUNKIN, Esq. 
EZRA M. KINGSLEY, Esq. 



TABLE OF CONTENTS 



HYMNS 

I.— INVITATION TO WORSHIP 1-86 

The Call to Praise 1-37 

The Response 38-57 

The Call to Prayer and Response 58-65 

Invocation 66-86 

i U.— THE LORD JESUS CHRIST 87-343 

1. Contemplation and Adoration 87-178 

Advent 95-117 

Life and Mission.... 118-178 

Acts 118-128 

Character 123-127 

Sufferings and Death 129-152 

Resurrection 153-162 

Exaltation ) ,^. ,^^ 

I 164-178 

Intercession ) 

|] Providence 179-181 

!| 2. Affections AND Duties 182-343 

I in.— GOD THE FATHER OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST 344-483 

1. Contemplation and Adoration 344-388 

!( 2. Affections and Duties 389-483 

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.' IV.— THE HOLY GHOST— THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD 484-523 

1. Contemplation and Adoration 484-504 

2. Affections and Duties 505-523 

v.— THE TRINITY— THE THREE IN ONE 524-530 

VI.— THE WORD OF THE LORD 531-566 

Vll.— THE CHURCH— THE BODY OF CHRIST 567-698 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS. 

HYMNS 

VIII.— THE SACRAMENTS OF THE LORD 653-698 

Baptism 653-670 

Lord's Supper 671-698 

IX,— THE LORD'S DAY 699-723 

X.— THE COMING OF THE LORD 724-806 

Death. Resurrection. 



. Funeral. 
Judgment. Heaven. 



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XL— HYMNS FOR SPECIAL OCCASIONS 807-968 

Seasons 807-824 

National 825-842 

Prayer Meeting 844-886 

f Morning : 887-897 

Family Worship < 

(. Evenlng 898-938 

Children 939-951 

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Dedication, etc. 

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Seamen 958-961 

Close of Service 965-968 

XIL— CHANTS, Etc 1-34 



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1 Ye servants of God ! your Master proclaim, 
1 And publish abroad his wonderful name; 
, The name, all-victorious, of Jesus extol ; 
I His kingdom is glorious and rules over all. 

[ 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; 
i And still he is nigh— his presence we have: 
I The great congregation his triumph shall 
sing, 
Ascribing salvation to Jesus, our King. 



3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne ! 
Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son : 
The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim. 
Fall down on their faces and worship the 

Lamb, 

4 Then let us adore, and give him his right. 
All glory and power, and wisdom and might. 
All honor and blessing, with angels above, 

And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. 

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1 Before Jehovah's awful throne. 
Ye nations, bow with sacred jo> : 
Know that the Lord is God alone; 
He can create, and he destroy. 

'2 His sovereign poM'er, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We are his people, we his care, 

Our souls, and all our mortal frame : 
What lasting honors shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker! to thy name? 

4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs: 

High as the heavens our voices raise; 
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

5 Wide as the world is thy command. 

Vast as eternity, thy love; 
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand. 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 



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1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice 

Before the Lord, your sovereign King; 

Serve him with cheerful heart and voice; 

With all your tongues his glory sing. 

2 The Lord is God; 'tis he alone 

Doth life nnd breath and being give; 
We are his work, and not our own ; 
The sheep that on his pastures live. 

8 Enter his gates with songs of joy ; 
With praises to his courts repair: 



And make it your divine emploj' 
To pay 3'our thanks and honors there. 

■1 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind: 
Great is his grace, his mercy sure; 
And the whole race of man shall find 
His truth from age to age endure. 



1 All, people that on earth do dwell', 

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: 
Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell; 
Come ye before him and rejoice. 

2 Know that the Lord is God indeed : 

Without our aid he did us make ; 
We are his flock, he doth us feed, 
And for his sheep he doth us take. 

3 Oh, enter then his gates with praise, 

Approach with joy his courts unto; 
Praise, laud and bless his name always, 
For it is seemly so to do. 

4 Because the Lord our God is good. 

His mercy is for ever sure: 
His truth at all times firmly stood. 
And shall from age to age endure. 



1 From all that dwell below the skies. 
Let the Creator's praise arise: 

Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends thy word ; 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore. 
Till suns shall set and rise no more. 



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1 To God, the great, the ever-blessed, 
Let songs of honor be addressed; 
His mercy firm for ever stands ; 

Give him the thanks his love demands, 

2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways? 
Who shall fulfill thy boundless praise? 
Blessed are the souls that fear thee still. 
And pay their duty to thy M'ill. 

3 Remember what thy mercy did 
For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed; 
And, with the same salvation, bless 
The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 

4 Oh, may I see thy tribes rejoice. 

And aid their triumphs with my voice: 

This is my glory. Lord, to be 

Joined to thy saints, and near to thee. 



1 Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name. 

While in his earthly courts ye wait. 
Ye saints that to his house belong. 
Or stand attending at his gate. 

2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; 

To praise his name is sweet employ; 
Israel he chose of old, and still 
His church is his peculiar joy. 

8 The Lord himself will judge his saints; 
He treats his servants as his friends ; 



And when he hears their sore complaints. 
Repents the sorrows that he sends. 

4 Through every age the Lord declares 

His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod ; 
He gives his suffering servants rest. 
And will be known th' Almighty God. 

5 Bless ye the Lord who taste his love; 

People and priests, exalt his name; 
Among his saints he ever dwells; 
His church is his Jerusalem. 



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1 Around the Saviour's lofty throne, 

Ten thousand times ten thousand sing; 
They worship him as God alone, 
And crown him— everlasting King. 

2 Approach, ye saints ! this God is j'ours ; 

'Tis Jesus fills the throne above : 

Ye cannot want while God endures; 

Ye cannot fail while God is love. 

3 Jesus, thou everlasting King ! 

To thee the praise of heaven belongs ; 
Yet, smile on us who fain would bring 
The tribute of our humble songs. 

4 Though sin defile our worship here, 

We hope ere long thy face to view ; 

And when our souls in heaven appear, 

We'll praise thy name as angels do. 

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1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, 

And joy to make it known ! 
The sovereign of your hearts proclaim, 
And bow before his throne, 

2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned, 

With glories all-divine ! 
And tell the wondering nations round, 
How bright these glories shine. 

3 Infinite power, and boundless grace, 

In him unite their rays; 
You, that have e'er beheld his face, 
Can you forbear his praise? 

4 When, in his earthly courts, we view 

The glories of our King, 
We long to love as angels do, 
And wish like them to sing. 

5 And shall we long and wish in vain? 

Lord ! teach our songs to rise ; 
Thy love can animate the strain, 
And bid it reach the skies. 



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1 SiXG to the Lord, ye distant lands! 

Ye tribes of every tongue I 
His new-discovered grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 

2 Say to the nations,— "Jesus reigns, 

God's own almighty Son ; 
His power the sinking world sustains. 
And grace suiTounds his throne." 
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3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day; 

Joy through the earth be seen; 
Let cities shine in bright array. 
And fields in cheerful green. 

4 Let an unusual joy surprise 

The islands of the sea; 
Ye mountains! sink; ye valleys! rise; 
Prepare the Lord his way. 

5 Behold, he comes,— he comes to bless 

The nations, as their God ; 
To show the world his righteousness, 
And send his truth abroad. . 



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1 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace. 

And sing the Saviour's love; 
Soon shall you join the glorious theme, 
In loftier strains above. 

2 God, the eternal, mighty God, 

To dearer names descends ; 
Calls you his treasure and his joy, 
His children and his friends. 

3 My Father, God ! and may these lips 

Pronounce a name so dear? 
Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony 
Delight my listening ear. 

4 Thanks to my God for every gift 

His bounteous hands bestow ; 
And thanks eternal for that love 
Whence all those comforts fiow. 



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1 Come, sound his praise abroad. 

And hymns of glory sing; 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 

He gave the seas their bound ; 
The watery worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at his throne; 

Come, bow before the Lord : 
We are his works, and not our own ; 
He formed us by his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice. 

Nor dare provoke his rod; 
Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious God. 

1 Now let our songs arise. 

In new exalted strains: 
Let earth repeat it to the skies ;— 
The Lord, the Saviour reigns ! 

2 Sing to the Lord, our God, 

And bless his sacred name; 

His great salvation, all abroad. 

From day to day proclaim. 

3 Mid heathen nations place 

The glories of his throne; 



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And let the wonders of his grace 
Through all the earth be known. 

4 Great is th' eternal Lord, 

And great must be his praise: 

O'er all the gods, on high adored. 

His mightier arm he '11 raise. 

5 Through earth, let every tribe. 

Let every nation, sing: 
Glory, and grace, and might ascribe 
To our eternal King. 

1 Awake, and sing the song 

Of Moses and the Lamb; 
Wake, every heart, and everj' tongue! 
To praise the Saviour's name. 

2 Sing of his dying love; 

Sing of his rising power: 
Sing— how he intercedes above 
For those whose sins he bore. 

3 Sing on your heavenly way. 

Ye ransomed sinners! sing; 
Sing on, rejoicing, every day. 
In Christ, th' eternal King. 

4 Soon shall ye hear him say, 

"Ye blessed children! come;" 

Soon will he call you hence away, 

And take his wanderers home. 
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1 Come, we that love the Lord! 

And let our joys be known : 
Join in a song with sweet accord. 
And thus surround the throne. 

2 Let those refuse to sin^, 

That never knew our God ; 
But children of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 The men of grace have found 

Glory begun below ; 



Celestial fruits on earthlj- ground 
From faith and hope may grow. 

4 The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets, 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
Or walk the golden streets. 

5 Then let our songs abound. 

And every tear be dry; 
We're marching through Immanuel's 
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1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 

Ye people of his choice; 
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God 
With heart, and soul, and voice. 

2 Though high above all praise, 

Above all blessing high, 
Who would not fear his holy name, 
And laud, and magnify? 

3 Oh, for the living flame 

From his own altar brougtit, 



To touch our lips, our souls inspire, 
And wing to heaven our thought! 

4 God is our strength and song, 

And his salvation ours ; 
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed 
With all our ransomed powers. 

5 Stand up, and bless the Lord ; 

The Lord your God adore ; 
Stand up, and bless his glorious name, 
Henceforth, forevermore ! 



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1 Songs of praise the angels sang; 
Heav'n with hallelujahs rang, 
"When Jehovah's work begun, 
"When he spake and it was done. 

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn 
When the Prince of Peace was born ; 
Songs of praise arose when he 
Captive led captivity. 

y Heaven and earth must pass away. 
Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
God will make new heavens and earth, 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

4 And can man alone be dumb 
Till that glorious kingdom come? 
No, the Church delights to raise 
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 

5 Saints below, with heart and voice. 
Still in songs of praise rejoice: 
Learning here, by faith and love. 
Songs of praise to sing above. 

6 Hymns of glory, songs of praise. 
Father, unto thee we raise; 
Jesus, glory unto thee, 

With the Spirit, ever be. 



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Let us, with a gladsome mind. 

Praise the Lord, for he is kind : 
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For his mercies shall endure. 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

2 Let us sound his name abroad, 
For of gods he is the God : 
For his mercies shall endure. 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

3 He, with all-commanding might. 
Filled the new-made world with light: 
For his mercies shall endure, 

Ever faithful, ever sure. 

4 All things living he doth feed; 
His full hand supplies their need: 
For his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

5 He his chosen race did bless 
In the wasteful wilderness : 
For his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

B He hath, with a piteous eye, 
Looked upon our misery: 
For his mercies shall endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

7 Let us then, with gladsome mind. 
Praise the Lord, for he is kind : 
For his mercies shall endure. 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 



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1 O ZiON, tune thy voice, 

And raise thy hands on high ; 
Tell all the earth thy joys, 

And boast salvation nigh : 
Cheerful in God, I While rays divine 
Arise and shine, Stream all abroad. 

2 He gilds thy mourning face 

With beams that cannot fade ; 
His all-resplendent grace 
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Reflect that sacred light; 
And loud that grace proclaim, 
Which makes thy darkness bright: 



Pursue his praise 
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In worlds above, 
The glory raise. 



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A brighter Sun shall rise. 
And with his radiance fill 
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1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing, 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth at night. 



2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 
No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
Oh. may my heart in tune be found. 
Like Davids harp of solemn sound ! 



3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord. 
And bless his works and bless his Avord ; 
Thy works of grace how bright they sliine! 
How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 



4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part. 
When grace hath well refined my heart. 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil to cheer my head. 



5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 

All I desired or wished below; 

And every pow^er And sweet employ, 

In that eternal world of joy. 
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HosANNA to the living Lord ! 
Hosanna to th' incarnate Word ! 
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing; 



2 " Hosanna ! Lord !" thine angels cry, 
" Hosanna! Lord !" thy saints reply; 
Above, beneath us, and around, 
The dead and living swell the sound. 



3 O Saviour! with protecting care, 
Return to this thy house of prayer, 
Assembled in thy sacred name. 
Where we thy parting promise claim. 



4 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, 
Eternal ! bid thy Spirit rest, 

And make our secret soul to be 
A temple pure, and worthy thee. 

5 So, in the last and dreadful day, 

When earth and heaven shall melt away, 
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain. 
Shall swell the sound of praise again. 



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1 God of my life! through all my days, 

My grateful powers shall sound thy praise; 
The song shall wake with opening light, 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would break vay rest. 
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast. 
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, 

Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 

( 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail. 
And all its powers of language fail; 
Joy thro' my swimming eyes shall break, 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 But, oh, when that last conflict's o'er, 
1 And I am chained to flesh no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise 
To join the music of the skies. 

I 5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains. 
Which echo o'er the heavenly plains, 
' And emulate, with joy unknown, 
' The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 



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1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 

Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad; 
Let all the poAvers within me join 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 

His favors claim thy highest praise ; 
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Why should the wonders he hath wrought 
Be lost in silence, and forgot? 

3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son 

To die for crimes which thou hast done; 
He owns the ransom, and forgives 
The hourly follies of our lives. 

4 Let the whole earth his power confess. 
Let the whole earth adore his grace; 
The Gentile with the Jew shall join 
In work and worship so divine. 



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1 My God ! accept my early vows, 
Like morning incense in thy house; 
And let my nightly worship rise. 
Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them. Lord, 
From every rash and heedles-s word; 

Nor let my feet incline to tread 
The guilty path where sinners lead. 

3 Oh, may the righteous, when I stray. 
Smite, and reprove my wandering way; 
Their gentle words, like ointment shed, 
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 

4 When I behold them pressed with gi'ief, 

I '11 cry to heaven for their relief; 

And, by my warm petitions, prove 

How much I prize their faithful love. 
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1 AWAKB, my soul, in joyful lays, 

And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; 
He justly claims a song from thee, 
His loving-kindness, oh, how free! 

2 He sav.' me ruined in the fall, 

Yet loved me notwithstanding all; 
He saved me from my lost estate, 
His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 

3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, 
Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
He safely leads my soul along, 

His loving-kindness, oh, how strong! 



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4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick, and thundered loud. 
He near my soul has always stood, 

His loving-kindness, oh, how good! 

5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
Prone from my Saviour to depart; 
But, though I oft have him forgot, 
His loving-kindness changes not. 

6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
Oh, may my last expiring breath 
His loving-kindness sing in death. 




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1 What equal honors shall we bring 

To thee, O Lord, our God, the Lamb ! 
"When all the notes, that angels sing, 
Are far inferior to thy name? 

2 Worthy is he who once was slain,— 

The Prince of peace, who gi-oaned and died- 
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign, 
At his almighty Father's side. 

3 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 

Who bore the curse for wretched men : 
Let angels sound his sacred name. 
And every creature say,— Amen. 



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I 1 Now be my heart inspired, to sing 
! The glories of my Saviour King ; 
Jesus, the Lord,— how heavenly fair 
His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 

I 2 O'er all the sons of human race. 
He shines with a superior grace; 
Love from his lips divinely flows, 

j And blessings all his state compose. 

3 Thy throne, O God ! for ever stands ; 
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands; 
Thy laws and works are just and right; 
Justice and grace are thy delight. 



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4 God, thine own God, has richly shed 
His oil of gladness on thy head ; 
And, with his sacred Spirit, blest 
His first-born Son above the rest. 



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1 Now to the Lord a noble song: 
Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue; 
Hosanna to the eternal name, 

And all his boundless love proclaim. 

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of his grace ; 
God, in the person of his Son, 

Has all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 The spacious earth and spreading flood 
Proclaim the wise and powerful God; 
And thy rich glories from afar 
Sparkle in every rolling star. 

4 Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme. 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name; 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound. 

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground. 

5 Oh ! may I reach that happy place. 

Where he unveils his lovely face, 

Where all his beauties you behold, 

And sing his name to harps of gold. 
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1 Praise ye the Lord!— my heart shall join 
In work so pleasant, so divine : 

My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last. 

2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God ; he made the sky. 
And eai'th, and seas, with all their train, 
And none shall find his promise vain. 

3 His truth for ever stands secure; 

He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor; 
He helps the stranger in distress. 
The .widow and the fatherless. 

4 He loves his saints,— he knows them well. 
But turns the wicked down to hell : 

Thy God, O Zion ! ever reigns; 
Praise him in everlasting strains. 



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1 My God! my King! thy various praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days; 
Thy grace employ ray humble tongue, 
Till death and glory raise the song. 

2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to thine ear; 
And every setting sun shall see 
New works of duty, done for thee. 

3 Thy works with sovereign glory shine 

And speak thy majesty divine; 
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Let every realm with joy proclaim 
The sound and honor of thy name. 

4 Let distant times and nations raise 
The long succession of thy praise; 
And unborn ages make my song 
The joy and labor of their tongue, 

5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ^ 
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds: 
Vast and unsearchable thy ways,— 
Vast and immortal be thy praise. 



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1 Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays, 
Attempt thy great Creator's praise; 

But oh ! what tongue can speak his fame? 
What mortal verse can reach the theme? 

2 Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres, 
He glory, like a garment, wears; 

To form a robe of light divine. 

Ten thousand suns around him shine. 

3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
Omnipotence with wisdom shines; 

His works, through all this wondrous frame, 
Bear the great impress of his name. 

4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
Do thou, my soul ! his glories sing; 
And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
Till listening worlds repeat the song. 



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1 All, hail the power of Jesus' name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown "him— Lord of all. 

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransomed from the fall ! 
Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him— Lord of all. 

Sinners ! whose love can ne'er forget 
The wormwood and the gall. 



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Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him— Lord of all. 

4 Let every kindred, every tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball. 
To him all majesty ascribe. 
And crown him— Lord of all. 

5 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng. 

We at his feet may fall ; 
"We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him— Lord of all. 



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1 Oh ! for a thousand tongues to sing 

My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of his grace ! 

2 My gracious Master and my God ! 

Assist me to proclaim, 
To spread, through all the earth abroad. 
The honors of thy name. 

3 Jesus— the name that calms my fears, 

That bids my sorrows cease ; 
'Tis music to my ravished ears ; 
'T is life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of reigning sin. 

He sets the pris'ner free ; 
His blood can make the foulest clean; 
His blood availed for me. 

5 Let us obey, we then shall know, 

Shall feel our sins forgiven ; 
Anticipate our heaven below, 
And own, that love is heaven. 



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1 Akise. my soul, my joyful powers. 

And triumph in thy God; 
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
His glorious grace abroad. 

2 The arms of everlasting love 

Beneath mv soul he placed, 
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And on the Rock of ages set 
My slippery footsteps fast. 

3 The city of my blest abode 

Is walled around with grace; 
Salvation for a bulwark stands. 
To shield the sacred place. 

4 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice, 

And tunes of pleasure sing; 

Loud hallelujahs shall address 

My Saviour and my King. 



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1 To our Redeemer's glorious name. 

Awake the sacred song! 
Oh ! may his love— immortal flame — 
Tune every heart and tongue! 

2 His love, what mortal thought can reach? 

"What mortal tongue display? 
Imagination's utmost stretch. 
In wonder, dies away. 

3 Dear Lord! while we adoring pay 

Our humble thanks to thee, 
Mny every heart with rapture say, 
" The Saviour died for me !'" 

4 Oh ! may the sweet, the blissful theme, 

Fill every heart and tongue. 
Till strangers love thy charming nuiue, 
And join the sacred song. 



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1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 
With angels round the throne; 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 



2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 

" To be exalted thus !" 
"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
" For he was slain for us V 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honor and power divine; 
And blessings, more than we can give, 
Be, Lord! for ever thine. 

4 Let all who dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas. 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
And speak thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one, 

To bless the sacred name 
Of him who sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 



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Come, happy souls! approach your God, 
With new melodious songs ; 



Come, render to almighty grace 
The tribute of your tongues. 

2 So strange, so boundless was the love, 

That pitied dying men. 
The Father sent his equal Son, 
To give them life again. 

3 Thy hands, dear Jesus ! were not armed 

With a revenging rod; 
No hard commission to perform 
The vengeance of a God. 

4 But all was mercy, all was mild. 

And wrath forsook the throne, 
When Christ, on the kind errand, came. 
And brought salvation down. 

5 Here, sinners ! you may heal your wounds, 

And AVipe your sorrows dry ; 
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, 
Vnd you shall never die. 

6 See, dearest Lord ! our willing souls 

Accept thine offered grace ; 

We bless the great Redeemer's, love. 

And give the Father praise. 

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1 Yes, I will bless thee, O my God, 

Through all my mortal days; 
And to eternity prolong 
Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 

2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim 

The honors of my God ; 
My life, with all its active powers, 
Shall spread thy praise abroad, 

3 Not death itself shall stop my song, 

Though death will close my eyes: 
My thoughts shall then to nobler heights, 
And sweeter raptures rise. 

4 There shall my lips in endless praise. 

Their grateful tribute pay; 
The theme demands an angel's tongue. 
And an eternal day. 



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1 With my whole heart I'll raise my song. 

Thy wonders I'll proclaim: 
Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong. 
Wilt put thy foes to shame. 

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace; 

My God prepares his throne 
To Judge the world in righteousness, 
And make his justice known. 

3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove 

For all the poor oppressed, 
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To save the people of his love, 
And give the weary rest. 

4 The men that know thy name, will trust 

In thy abundant grace ; 
For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just, 
Who humbly seek thy face. 

5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, 

Who dwells on Sion's hill. 
Who executes his threatening word, 
And doth his grace fulfill. 



40 



1 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme, 

And speak some boundless thing, 
The mighty works, or mightier name, 
Of our eternal King. 

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 

And sound his power abroad ; 
Sing the sweet promise of his grace. 
And the performing God. 

3 His very word of grace is strong. 

As that which built the skies; 
The voice that rolls the stars along, 
Speaks all the promises. 

4 Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue 

But whisper, " Thou art mine!' 
Those gentle words should raise my bong 
To notes almost divine. 






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My voice ascending high ; 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye : 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 

To plead for all his saints, 
Presenting at his Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 But to thy house will I resort. 

To taste thy mercies there; 
I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. 

5 Oh, may thy Spirit guide my feet 

In ways of righteousness ! 
Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 



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1 Thee will I bless, my God and King, 

Thy endless praise proclaim ; 
This tribute daily I will bring, 
And ever bless thy Name. 

2 Thou, Lord, bpyond compare art great, 

And highly to be praised ; 



Thy majesty, with boundless height. 
Above our knowledge raised. 

3 Renown'd for mighty acts, thy fame 

To future time extends ; 
From age to age thy glorious Name 
Successively descends. 

4 Whilst I thy glory and renown. 

And wondrous works express. 
The world with me thy might shall own. 
And thy great power confess. 



43 



1 Let them neglect thy glory. Lord, 

Who never knew thy grace; 
But our loud songs shall still record 
The wonders of thy praise. 

2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee. 

And send them to thy throne; 
All glory to the United Three, 
The Undivided One. 

3 'Twas he, and we'll adore his name. 

That formed us by a word ; 
'Tis he restores our ruined frame: 
Salvation to the Lord ! 

4 Hosanna! let the earth and skies 

Repeat the joj'ful sound; 
Rocks, hills and vales, reflect the voice 

In one eternal round. 

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For all his kindness shown? 
My feet shall visit thine abode, 
My songs address thy throne. 

2 Among the saints that All thy house. 

My offerings shall be paid ; 
There shall my zeal perform the vows 
My soul in anguish made. 

3 How much is mercy thy delight. 

Thou ever-blessed God ! 
How dear thy servants in thy sight- 
How precious is their blood ! 

4 How happy all thy servants are! 

How great thy grace to me ! 
My life, which thou hast made thy care. 
Lord ! I devote to thee. 

5 Now I am thine— for ever thine; 

Nor shall my purpose move; 
Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain, 
And bound me with thy love. 

6 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow, 

And thy rich grace record; 

Witness, ye saints! who hear me now. 

If I forsake the Lord. 
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1 Through all the changing scenes of life. 

In trouble, and in joy. 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

2 Of his deliverance I will boast. 

Till all, who are distressed. 
From my example comfort take, 
And charm their griefs to rest. 

3 Oh ! magnify the Lord with me. 

With me exalt his name; 
When in distress to him I called. 
He to my rescue came. 

4 The hosts of God encamp around 

The dwellings of the just; 

Deliverance he affords to all. 

Who on his succor trust. 

5 Oh ! make but trial of his love; 

Experience will decide. 
How blest are they, and only they, 
Who in his truth conflde. 

6 Fear him, ye saints! and you will then 

Have nothing else to fear; 
Make you his service your delighi,— 
Your wants shall be his care. 



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I haste to seek thy face ; 
My thirsty spirit faints away, 
"Without thy cheering grace. 

2 I 've seen thy glory and thy power 

Through all thy temple shine; 
My God, repeat that heavenly hour, 
That vision so divine. 

3 Not all the blessings of a feast 

Can please ray soul so well. 
As when thy richer grace I taste. 
And in thy presence dwell. 

4 Not life itself, with all its joys. 

Can my best passions move. 
Or raise so high my cheerful voice. 
As thy forgiving love. 

5 Thus till my last expiring day, 

I'll bless my God and King; 
Thus will I lift ray hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 



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1 My Saviour! my almighty Friend; 
When I begin thy praise, 



Where will the growing numbei's end, ' 
The numbers of thy grace? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust; 

Thy goodness I adore; 
And, since I knew thy graces first, 
I speak thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road; 
And march, with courage in thy strength, 
To see my Father God. 

4 When I am filled with sore distress 

For some surprising sin, 
I '11 plead thy perfect righteousness, 
And mention none but thine. 



5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
The vict'ries of my King! 
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell. 
Shall thy salvation sing. 



6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers! 
With this delightful song, 
I '11 entertain the darkest hours, 

Nor think the season long. 

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1 To God the only wise, 

Our Haviour and our King, 
Let all tl.e saints, below the skies, 
Their humble praises bring, 

2 'Tis his almighty love, 

His counsel and his care, 
Preserve us safe from sin and death. 
And every hurtful snare. 

3 He will present our souls, 

Unblemished and complete, 
Before the glory of his face. 
With joys divinely great. 

4 Then all the chosen seed 

Shall meet around the throne ; 

Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 

And make his wonders known. 



5 To our Redeemer God, 

Wisdom and power belong. 
Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting song. 



49 



1 My soul ! repeat his praise, 

Whose mercies are so great; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 High as the heavens are raised 

Above the ground we tread, 
So far the riches of his grace 
Onr highest thoughts exceed. 
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3 His power subdues our sins. 
And his forgiving love, 
Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 



50 



1 The pity of the Lord, 

To those who fear his name, 

Is such as tender parents feel ; 

He knows our feeble frame. 

2 Our days are as the grass. 

Or like the morning flower; 
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, 
It withers in an hour. 

3 But thy compassions. Lord ! 

To endless years endure ; 
And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 



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1 To BLESS thy chosen race. 
In mercy, Lord ! incline ; 
And cause the brightness of thy face 
On all thy saints to shine ; 



2 That so thy wondrous way 

May through the world be known ; 
While distant lands their tribute paj'. 
And thy salvation own. 

3 Oh ! let them shout and sing, 

With joy and pious mirth ; 
For thou, the righteous judge and king. 
Shalt govern all the earth. 



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1 Oh, bless the Loi'd, my soul. 

Let all within me join. 
And aid my tongue to bless his name, 
Whose favors are divine. 

2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. 

Nor let his mei'cies lie 
Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
And without praises die. 

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 

'Tis he relieves thy pain, 
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses. 
And makes thee young again. 

4 He crowns thy life with love. 

When ransomed from the grave ; 
He that redeemed my soul from hell 
Hath sovereign power to save. 



53 



1 See what a living stone 

The builders did refuse ; 
Yet God hath built his church thereon. 
In spite of envious Jews. 

2 The work, O Lord ! is thine. 

And wondrous in our eyes ; 
This day declares it all divine, 
This day did Jesus rise. 

3 This is the glorious day, 

That our Redeemer made ; 



Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray. 
Let all the church be glad. 

4 Hosanna to the King 

Of David's royal blood : 
Bless him, ye saints ! he comes, to bring 
Salvation from your God. 

5 We bless thy holy word, 

Which all this grace displays; 
And offer on thine altar. Lord! 
Our sacrifice of praise. 



54 



1 Sweet is the work, O Lord ! 

Thy glorious name to sing, 
To praise and pray, to hear thy word. 
And grateful offerings bring. 

2 Sweet— at the dawning light, 

Thy boundless love to tell. 
And, when approach the shades of night, 
Still on the theme to dwell. 

3 Sweet— on this day of rest, 

To join, in heart and voice. 
With those who love and serve thee best. 
And in thy name rejoice. 

4 To songs of praise and joy 

Be every Sabbath given, 

That such may he our blest employ 

Eternally in heaven. 

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1 I 'LL, praise my Maker with my breath ; 
And, when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers: 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past. 
While life, and thought, and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 



2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God: he made the sky, 

And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
His truth for ever stands secure ; 
He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor; 

And none shall find his promise vain. 



3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; 
The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
He sends the laboring conscience peace; 
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He helps the stranger in distress. 
The widow and the fatherless, 
And grants the prisoner sweet release. 

4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath 
And, when my voice is lost in death. 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers: 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life and thought and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 



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The Father, Son. and Spirit, be 

Eternal praise and glory given, 
Through all the worlds where God is known, 
By all the angels near the throne. 

And all the saints in earth and heaven. 



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1 Come, all ye saints of God ! 
Wide through the earth abroad 

Spread Jesus' name; 
Tell what his love has done, 
Trust in his grace alone ; 
Shout to his lofty throne, 

" Worthy the Lamb !" 

2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears ! 
Dry up your mournful tears ; 

Swell the glad theme; 
Praise ye our gracious King, 
Strike each melodious string. 
Join heart and voice to sing, 

" Worthy the Lamb !" 

3 Hark I how the choirs above. 
Filled with the Saviour's love. 

Dwell on his name! 
There, too, may we be found. 
With light and glory crowned, 
While all the heavens resound, 

"Worthy the Lamb!" 

1 Glory to God on high ! 
Let praises fill the sky ; 

Praise ye his name; 
Angels! his name adore. 
Who all our sorrows bore; 
And, saints ! crj' evermore, 

** Worthy the Lamb !" 



2 All they around the throne 
Cheerfully join in one, 

Praising his name; 
We who have felt his blood 
Sealing our peace with God, 
Spread his dear fame abroad, 

"Worthy the Lamb!" 

3 To him our hearts we raise; 
None else shall have our praise; 

Praise ye his name; 
Him, our exalted Lord, 
By us below adored, 
We praise with one accord, 

"Worthy the Lamb!" 

4 Join, all the human race! 
Our Lord and God to bless; 

Praise ye his name ; 
In him we will rejoice, 
Making a cheerful noise, 
And say, with heart and voice, 

" Worthy the Lamb !" 

5 Though we must change our place. 
Our souls shall never cease 

Praising his name; 
To him we '11 tribute bring, 
Laud him our gracious King, 
And through all ages sing, 

"Worthy the Lamb !" 

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1 Come, ye disconsolate ! where'er ye languish, 
Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel: 
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell 
your anguish ; 
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot 
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2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure ! 



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saying,— 
Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot 
cure. 

3 Here see the bread of life ; see waters flowing. 
Forth from the throne of God, boundless in 
love : 
Come to the feast prepared; come, ever 
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Earth has no sorrows, bat heaven can re- 
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SEYMOUR, 




1 Lord ! we come before thee now, 
At thy feet we humbly bow ; 

Oh ! do not our suit disdain !— 
Shall we seek thee, Lord ! in vain ? 

2 Lord! on thee our souls depend. 
In compassion, now descend; 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way. 
Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
Lord ! we know not how to go. 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Send some message from thy word. 
That may joy and peace afford ; 
Let thy Spirit now impart 

Full salvation to each heart. 

5 Comfort those who weep and mourn. 
Let the time of joy return ; 

Those, who are cast down, lift up. 
Strong in faith, in love and hope. 

6 Grant, that those who seek may find 
Thee, a God supremely kind: 

Heal the sick, the captive free. 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 



Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
He himself has bid thee pray. 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

2 Thou art coming to a King, 
Large petitions with thee bring ; 
For his grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 With my burden I begin. 
Lord, remove this load of sin; 
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt. 
Set my conscience free from guilt. 

4 Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
Take possession of my breast ; 

There thy blood-bought right maintain. 
And without a rival reign. 

5 While I am a pilgrim here, 
Let thy love my spirit cheer; 

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

6 Show me what I have to do. 

Every hour my strength renew ; 

Let me live a life of faith. 

Let me die thy people's death. 
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1 Behold the throne of grace ! 

The promise calls me near; 
There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
And waits to answer prayer. 

2 That rich atoning blood, 

Which sprinkled round I see, 
Provides, for those who come to God, 
An all-prevailing plea. 

3 My soul! ask what thou wilt; 

Thou canst not be too bold ; 
Since his own blood for thee he spilt, 
What else can he withhold? 

4 Thine image, Tjord! bestow. 

Thy presence and thy love; 

I ask to serve thee here below. 

And reign with thee above. 

5 Teach me to live by faith ; 

Conform my will to thine; 
Let me N'ictorious be in death, 
And then in glory shine. 



62 



1 Jesus, who knows full well 
The heart of every saint. 
Invites us, all our grief to tell, 
To pray and never faint. 

He bows his gracious ear, — 

We never plead in vain; 
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Then let us wait till he appear, 
And pray, and pray again. 

3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear 

His chosen when they cry; 
Yes, though he may a while forbear, 
He '11 help them from on high. 

4 Then let us earnest cry. 

And never faint in prayer; 
He sees, he hears, and from on high 
Will make our cause his care. 



63 



1 Oh, blessed souls are they. 

Whose sins are covered o'er; 

Divinely blest, to whom the Lord 

Imputes their guilt no more. 

2 They mourn their follies past. 

And keep their hearts with care, 
Their lips and lives, without deceit. 
Shall prove their faith sincere. 

3 While I concealed my guilt, 

I felt the festering wound ; 
Till I confessed my sins to thee. 
And ready pardon found. 

4 Let sinners learn to pray; 

Let saints keep near thy throne: 
Our help in times of deep distress, 
Is found in God alone. 



RESPONSE. 



SILOAM. 



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1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, 

Where Jesus answers prayer; 
There humbly fall before his feet. 
For none can perish there. 

2 Thy promise is my only plea. 

With this I venture nigh; 
Thou callest burden'd souls to thee. 
And such, O Lord, am I. 

3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin. 

By Satan sorely press'd. 



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By war without, and fears within, 
I come to thee for rest. 

4 Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place; 
That, shelter'd near thy side, 
I may my fierce accuser face. 
And tell him, thou hast died. 

u Oh, wondrous love, to bleed and die. 
To bear the Cross and shame, 
That guilty sinners, such as I, 
Might plead thy gracious Name. 

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4 Give these, and then thy will be done; 

Thus, strengthen'd with all might, 
We, by thy Spirit and thy Son, 
Shall pray, and pray aright. 

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1 Now may the God of power and grace 

Attend his people's humble cry ! 
Jehovah hears when Israel prays, 
And brings deliverance from on high. 

2 Well he remembers all our sighs, 

His love exceeds our best deserts ; 
His love accepts the sacrifice 
Of humble groans, and broken hearts. 

3 Now save us, Lord ! from slavish fear, 

Now let our hopes be firm and strong, 
Till thy salvation shall appear. 
And Joy and triumph raise the song. 



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1 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell. 
By faith and love in everj' breast; 
Then sliall we know, and taste, and feel 
The joys that cannot be expressed. 

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, 
Make our enlarged souls possess. 

And learn the height, and breadth, and 

length, 
Of thine immeasurable grace. 

3 Now to the God whose power can do 
More than our thoughts or wishes know, 
Be everlasting honors done. 

By all the church, through Christ his Son. 



1 Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind. 
And fit me to approach my God ; 
Remove each vain, each worldly thought, 
And lead me to thy blest abode. 

2 Hast thou imparted to my soul 
A living spark of holy fire? 

Oh, kindle now the sacred flame, 
Make me to burn with pure desire. 

3 A brighter faith and hope impart, 
And let me now my Saviour see: 

Oh, soothe and cheer my burdened heart. 
And bid my spirit rest in thee. 



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1 How sweet to leave the world a while. 

And seek the presence of our Lord ! 
Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, 
And come, according to thy word. 

2 From busy scenes Ave now retreat. 

That we may here converse with thee; 
Ah! Lord! behold us at thy feet;— 
Let this the gate of heaven be. 

3 " Chief of ten thousand !" now appear. 

That we by faith may sec thy face : 

Oh ! speak, that we thy voice may hear. 

And let thy presence fill this place. 



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1 Come, O Creator Spirit blest! 
And in our souls take up thy rest ! 
Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid. 
To fill the hearts which thou hast made. 

2 Great Comforter! to thee we crj^; 
O highest Gift of God most high ! 
O fount of life ! O tire of love ! 
Send sweet anointing from above ! 

3 Kindle our senses from above, 

And make our hearts o'erflow with love; 
With patience firm, and virtue high, 
The weakness of our flesh supply. 

4 Far from us drive the foe we dread, 
And grant us thy true peace instead; 
So shall we not, with thee for guide, 
Turn from the path of life aside. 

5 Oh, may thy grace on us bestow 
The Father and the Son to know, 

And thee through endless times confess'd 
Of both th' eternal Spirit blest. 

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1 Father of heaven ! whose love profound 
A ransom for our souls hath found,— 
Before thy throne we sinners bend; 

To us thy pard'ning love extend. 

2 Almighty Son— incarnate Word— 
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! 



Before thj^ throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy saving grace extend. 

3 Eternal Spirit! by whose breath 

The soul is raised from sin and death, — 
Before thy throne we sinners bend; 
To us thy quickening power extend. 

4 Jehovah !— Father, Spirit, Son!— 
Mysterious Godhead— Three in One! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend; 
Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 



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1 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above; 
Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
O'er every thought and step preside. 

2 The light of truth to us display, 

And make us know and choose thy way ; 
Plant holy fear in every heart, 
That we from God may ne'er depart. 

3 Lead us to holiness, the road 

That we must take to dwell with God; 
Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
Nor let us from his precepts stray. 

4 Lead us to God, our final rest. 
In his enjoyment to be bless'd ; 
Lead us to heaven, the seat of bliss. 
Where pleasure in perfection is. 

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1 Great Father of each perfect gift ! 

Behold thy servants wait; 
With longing eyes, and lifted hands, 
We flock around thy gate. 

2 Oh ! shed abroad that choicest gift,— 

Thy Spirit from above, 
To cheer our eyes with sacred light. 
And fire our hearts with love. 

3 Blest Earnest of eternal joy ! 

Declare our sins forgiven : 
And bear, with energy divine, 
Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 

4 Difl"use, O God ! thy copious showers. 

That earth its fruit may yield, 
And change the barren wilderness 
To Carmel's flowery field. 



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1 Come, thou desire of all thy saints ! 

Our humble strains attend. 
While, with our praises and complaints, 
Low at thy feet we bend. 

2 How should our songs, like those above. 

With warm devotion rise! 

How should our souls, on wings of love, 

Mount upward to the skies! 
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3 Come, Lord ! thy love alone can raise 
In us the heavenly flame ; 

Then shall our lips resound thy praise, 
Our hearts adore thy name. 

4 Dear Saviour! let thy glory shine, 
I And fill thy dwellings here, 

i Till life, and love, and joy divine 
j A heaven on earth appear. 

5 Then shall our hearts enraptured say,— 

Come, great Redeemer! come, 
And bring the bright, the glorious day. 
That calls thy children home. 



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1 O THOU, who hast thy servants taught 

That not by words alone. 

But by the fruits of holiness, 

The life of God is shown ! 

2 While in thy house of prayer we meet. 

And call thee God and Lord, 
Give us a heart to follow thee, 
Obedient to thy word. 

3 Through all the dangerous paths of life 

Uphold us as we go. 
That with our lips, and in our lives, 
Thy glory we may show. 



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1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove! 

With all thy quickening powers. 
Kindle a flame of sacred love. 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look— how we grovel here below. 

Fond of these trifling toys! 
Our souls can neither fly nor go 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs. 

In vain we strive to rise ; 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live. 

At this poor dying rate. 
Our love so faint, so cold to thee. 
And thine to us so great? 

6 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! 
With all thj' quickening powers ; 
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love. 
And that shall kindle ours. 

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1 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator ! come ! 
I Inspire these souls of thine; 

Till every heart, which thou hast made, 
Is filled with grace divine. 

2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift 
Of God, and fire of love; 



The everlasting spring of joy. 
And unction from above. 

3 Enlighten our dark souls, till they 

Thy sacred love embrace ; 
Assist our minds, by nature frail. 
With thy celestial grace. 

4 Teach us the Father to confess. 

And Son, from death revived, 
And with them both. Thee, Holy Ghost 
Who art from both derived. 



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1 Lord, when we bend before thy throne, 

And our confessions pour. 
Teach us to feel the sins we own. 
And hate what we deplore. 

2 Our broken spirit pitying see: 

True penitence impart; 
Then let a kindling glance from thee 
Beam hope on every heart. 

3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 

May we our wills resign ; 
And ifot a thought our bosom share, 
Which is not wholly thine, 

4 Let faith each meek petition fill, 

And waft it to the skies; 

And teach our hearts— 't is goodness still 

That grants it, or denies. 

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INVOCATION. 



REFUGE. 




1 Saviour, when in dust to thee 
Low we bend the adoring knee; 
When repentant to the skies 
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; 
Oh, by all the pains and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from thy throne on high, 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

2 By thy helpless infant years; 
By thy life of want and tears; 
By thy days of sore distress 
In the lonely wilderness: 

By the dread mysterious hour 
Of the insulting tempter's power; 
Turn, oh turn a favoring ey^; 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

3 By the sacred griefs that wept 

O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; 

By the boding tears that flowed 

Over Salem's loved abode ; 
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By the anguished sigh that told 
Treachery lurked within thy fold; 
From thy seat above the sky, 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

4 By thine hour of dire despair; 
By thine agony of prayer; 

By the cross, the nail, the thorn, 
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn ; 
By the gloom that veiled the skies 
O'er the dreadful sacrifice; 
Listen to our humble cry, 
Hear our solemn Litany ! 

5 By thy deep expiring groan; 
By the sad sepulchral stone; 
By the vault, whose dark abode 
Held in vain the rising God; 

Oh, from earth to heaven restoredi. 
Mighty reascended Lord, 
Listen, listen to the cry 
Of our solemn Litany ! 



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1 Light of life !— seraphic Fire ! 

Love divine!— thyself impart; 
Every fainting soul inspire; 

Shine in every drooping heart. 
Every mournful sinner cheer; 

Scatter all our guilty gloom : 
Saviour— Son of God! appear; 

To thy human temples come. 

2 Come, in this accepted hour, 

Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; 

Fill us with thy glorious power- 
Rooting out the love of sin. 

Nothing more can we require, 
We will covet nothing less ; 

Be thou all our heart's desire. 
All our joy and all our peace. 



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1 Lord of hosts, how lovely fair. 
E'en on earth, thy temples are; 
Here thy waiting people see 
Much of heaven, and much of thee. 
From thy gracious presence flows 
Bliss that softens all our woes ; 
While thy Spirit's holy fire 
Warms our hearts with pure desire. 

2 Here we supplicate thy throne, 
Here thou mak'st thy glories known ; 
Here we learn thy righteous ways, 
Tast« thy love and sing thy praise. 



Thus with sacred songs of joy, 
We our happy lives employ; 
Love, and long to love th^e more, 
Till from earth to heaven we soar. 



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1 Holy, holy, holy Lord • 

God of Hosts ! when heaven and earth. 
Out of darkness, at thy word 

Issued into glorious birth. 
All thy works before thee stood. 
And thine eye beheld them good, 
While they sung with sweet accord. 
Holy, holy, holy Lord! 

2 Holy, holy, holy ! thee. 

One Jehovah evermore, 
Father, Son, and Spirit ! we. 

Dust and ashes, would adore: 
Lightly by the world esteemed. 
From that world by thee redeemed. 
Sing we here with glad accord, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

3 Holy, holy, holy ! all 

Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, 
While the ransomed nations fall 

At the footstool of their King: 

Then shall saints and seraphim. 

Harps and voices, swell one hymn, 

Blending in sublime accord. 

Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

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1 Safely through another week 

God has brought us on our way; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 

Waiting in his courts to-day; 
Day of all the week the best: 
Imblem of eternal rest. 

2 While we pray for pardoning graoe 

Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
Show thy reconcilM face; 

Take away our sin and shame : 
From our worldlj' cares set free, 

May we rest this day in thee 

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3 Here we come thy name to praise ; 

Let us feel thy presence near: 
May thy glory meet our eyes. 

While we in thy house appear; 
Here afford us. Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

4 May thy gospel's joyful sound 

Conquer sinners, comfort saints, 
Make the fruits of grace abound, 

Bring relief from all complaints: 
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove. 
Till we join the cliurch above. 



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Which thy word 's designed to give; 
Let us all, thy love possessing, 
Joyfully the truth receive ; 

And for ever 
To thy praise and glory live. 



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1 In thy name, O Lord ! assembling. 

We, thy people, now draw near; 
Teach us to rejoice with trembling; 
Speak, and let thy servants hear,— 

Hear with meekness,— 
Hear thy word with godly fear. 

2 While our days on earth are lengthened. 

May we give them. Lord ! to thee ; 
Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened. 
May we run, nor weary be, 

Till thy glory 
Without clouds in heaven we see. 

3 There, in worship purer, sweeter. 

Thee thy people shall adore ; 
Tasting of enjoyment greater 
Far than thought conceived before; 

Full enjoyment. 
Full, unmixed, and evermore. 



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1 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit! 
Bless the sower and the seed ; 
Let each heart thy grace inherit; 
Raise the weak, the hungry feed: 

From the gospel 
Now supply thy people's need. 



1 Lord! dismiss us with thy blessing, 

Fill our hearts with joy and peace; 
Let us each, thy love possessing. 
Triumph in redeeming grace; 

Oh ! refresh us, 
Traveling through this wilderness. 

2 Thanks we give and adoration, 

For thy gospel's joyful sound; 
May the fruits of thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound ; 

May thy presence 
With us, evermore, be found. 

3 So, whene'er the signal's given. 

Us from earth to call away. 

Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 

Glad the summons to obey. 

We shall surely 

Reign with Christ in endless day. 
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1 Children of the heavenly King! 
As ye journey, sweetly sing; 
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 

2 We are traveling home to God, 
In the way the fathers trod ; 
They are happy now, and we 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 Shout, ye little flock and blest! 
You on Jesus' throne shall rest; 
There, your seat is now prepared, — 
There's your kingdom and reward. 

4 Fear not, brethren! joyful stand 
On the borders of your land; 
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
Bids you undismayed go on. 

5 Lord ! obediently we go, 
Gladl}- leaving all below; 
Only thou our Leader be. 
And we still will follow thee. 



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1 Now begin the heavenly theme, 
Sing aloud in Jesus' name; 

Ye, who Jesus' kindness prove! 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye, who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's face! 
As to Canaan on ye move. 
Praise and bless redeeming love. 

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3 Mourning souls I dry up your tears; 
Banish all your guilty fears: 

See your guilt and curse remove, — 
Canceled by redeeming love. 

4 Welcome all, bj^ sin oppressed, — 
Welcome to his sacred rest ! 
Nothing brought him from above, — 
Nothing but redeeming love. 

5 Hither, then, your music bring; 
Strike aloud each joyful string; 
Mortals! join the hosts above, — 
Join to praise redeeming love. 



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1 HALLELr JAH ! raise, oh ! raise 
To our God the song of praise: 
All his servants! join to sing 
God, our Saviour, and our King, 

2 O'er all nations God alone,— 
Higher than the heavens his throne; 
Who is like to God most high, 
Infinite in majesty? 

3 Yet to view the heavens he bends,^ 
Yea, to earth he condescends: 
Passing by the rich and great. 

For the low and desolate. 

4 He the broken spirit cheers. 
Turns to joy the mourner's tears; 
Such the wonders of his ways! 
Praise his name,— for ever praise. 



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1 Oh, could 1 speak the matchless worth, 
Oh, conld I sound the glories forth, 

Which in my Saviour shine ! 
I 'd soar and touch the heavenly strings. 
And vie with Gabriel, while he sings. 

In notes almost divine. 



2 I 'd sing the precious blood he spilt. 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt 
Of sin and wrath divine: 

EI'd sing his glorious righteousness, 
In which all-perfect, glorious dress 
' My soul shall ever shine. 



3 I 'd sing the characters he bears. 
And all the forms of love he wears, 

Exalted on his throne ; 
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 

Make all his glories known. 



4 "Well, the delightful day will come, 

"When my dear Lord will bring me home, 

And I shall see his face : 

Then, with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 

A blest eternity I '11 spend. 

Triumphant in his grace. 

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1 To THEE, my God and Saviour ! 

My heart exulting sings, 
Rejoicing in tliy favor, 

Almighty King of liingsl 
I '11 celebrate thy glory. 

With all thy saints above. 
And tell the joyful story 

Of thy redeeming love. 

2 Soon as the morn, with roses. 

Bedecks the dewy east, 
And when the sun reposes 

Upon the ocean's breast; 

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My voice, in supplication, 
Well-pleas6d thou shalt hear: 

Oh ! grant me thy salvation, 
And to my soul draw near. 



3 By thee, through life supported, 

I pass the dangerous road. 
With heavenly hosts escorted. 

Up to their bright abode; 
There, cast my crown before thee,- 

Now, all my conflicts o'er,— 
And day and night adore thee :— 

What can an angel nore? 



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1 Saviour, blessed Saviour, 

Listen whilst we sing. 
Hearts and voices raising 

Praises to our King. 
All we have we offer, 

All we hope to be. 
Body, soul, and spirit, 

All we yield to thee. 

2 Nearer, ever nearer, 

Christ, we draw to thee, 
Deep in adoration 

Bending low the knee; 
Thou for our redemption 

Cam'st on earth to die; 
Thou, that we might follow. 

Hast gone up on high. 

3 Great and ever greater 

Are thy mercies here, 
True and everlasting 

Are the glories there. 
Where no pain, or sorrow. 

Toil, or care, is known. 
Where the angel-legions 

Circle round thy throne. 



1 Brighter still and brighter 

Glows the western sun, 
Shedding all its gladness 

O'er our work that's done, 
Time will soon be over. 

Toil and sorrow past. 
May we, blessed Savioqr, 

Find a rest at last, 

2 Onward, ever onward. 

Journeying o'er the road 
Worn by saints before us, 

Journeying on to God ; 
Leaving all behind us 

May we hasten on, 
Backward never looking 

Till the prize is won. 

3 Higher then and higher 

Bear the ransomed soul, 
Earthly toils forgotten. 

Saviour, to its goal ; 
Where in joys unthought of 

Saints with angels sing. 
Never weary raising 

Praises to their King. 

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1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 

Tune my heart to sing thy grace; 
Streams of mercy, never ceasing. 
Call for songs of loudest praise. 

2 Teach me some melodious sonnet. 

Sung by flaming tongues above; 

Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it, 

]Mount of God's unchanging love! 

3 Here I raise my Ebenezer; 

Hither by thy help I'm come; 
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
Safelv to arrive at home. 



4 Jesus sought me when a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 
Interposed his precious blood. 

5 Oh, to grace how great a debtor 

Daily I'm constrained to be! 
Let that grace now, like a fetter. 
Bind my wandering heart to thee. 

6 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it; 

Prone to leave the God I love; 
Here's my heart; oh, take and seal it, 
Seal it for thy courts above! 



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1 While shepherds watched their flocks by 

All seated on the ground ; [night, 

The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 " Fear not," said he,— for mighty dread 

Had seized their troubled mind, — 
"Glad tidings of great joy I bi'ing, 
To you and all mankind. 

3 " To you, in David's town this day. 

Is born of David's line. 
The Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord, 
And this shall be the sign ;— 

4 "The heavenly babe you there shall find 

To human view displayed. 
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands. 
And in a manger laid." 

5 Thus spake the seraph— and forthwith 

Appeared a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God, who thus 
Addressed their joyful song: — 

6 "All glory be to God on high. 

And to the earth be peace ; 
Good-will henceforth from heaven to men 
Begin, and never cease !" 



2 But, lo ! a brighter, clearer light 

Now points to his abode; 
It shines through sin and son-ow's night. 
To guide us to our God. 

3 Oh ! haste to follow where i* leads. 

The gracious call obey ; 
Be rugged wilds, or flowei'y meads. 
The Christian's destined way. 

4 Oh! gladly tread the narrow path, 

While light and grace are given; 

Who meekly follow Christ on earth. 

Shall reign with him in heaven. 



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1 Bright was the guiding star, that led, 
With mild benignant ray, 
The Gentiles to the lowly shed 
Where the Redeemer lay. 



1 O THOU, who by a star didst guide 

The wise men on their way, 

Until it came and stood beside 

The place where Jesus lay ; 

2 Although by stars thou dost not lead 

Thy servants now below. 
Thy Holy Spirit, when they need, 
Will show them how to go. 

3 As yet we know thee but in part: 

But still we trust thy word. 
That blessed are the pure in heart, 
For they shall see the Lord. 

4 O Saviour, give us then thy grace, 

To make us pure in heart, 
That we may see thee face to face 
Hereafter, as thou art. 

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1 Joy to the world, the Lord is come! 

Let earth receive her King ; 
Let every heart prepare him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to tlie world, the Saviour reigns; 

Let men their songs employ ; 
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains 
Repeat the sounding Joy. 

3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, 

Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
He comes to make his blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace. 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 



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1 Hark the glad sound ! the Saviour comes. 
The Saviour promised long; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 
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2 On him the Spirit, largely poured. 
Exerts his sacred flre; 
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love 
His holy breast inspire. 



3 He comes, the pris'ners to release. 

In Satan's bondage held, 
The gates of brass before him burst. 
The iron fetters yield. 

4 He comes, from thickest films of vice. 

To clear the mental ray. 
And, on the eye-balls of the blind, 
To pour celestial day. 

5 He comes, the broken heart to bind. 

The bleeding soul to cure; 
And, with the treasures of his grace, 
T' enrich the humble poor. 

6 Our glad hosannas. Prince of peace! 

Thy welcome shall proclaim, 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 



HIS ADVENT. 



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1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, 

We wretched sinners lay. 
Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 

Beheld our helpless grief; 
He saw, and— oh ! amazing love !— 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above, 

With joyful haste he fled. 
Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills 

Their lasting silence break ; 
And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

5 Angels! assist our mighty joys; 

Strike all your harps of gold ; 
But, when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told. 



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1 Calm on the listening ear of night, 

Come heaven's melodious strains. 
Where wild Judea stretches far 
Her silver-mantled plains. 

2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 

Shed sacred glories there. 
And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
Make music on the air. 



3 The answering hills of Palestine 

Send back the glad reply ; 
And greet, from all their holy heights, 
The day-spring from on high. 

4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee 

There comes a holier calm. 
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise. 
Her silent groves of palm. 

5 " Glory to God !" the sounding skies 

Loud with their anthems ring, — 
" Peace to the earth, good- will to men. 
From heaven's eternal King !" 



102 



1 The people that in darkness sat 

A glorious Light have seen ; 
The Light has shined on them who long 
In shades of death have been. 

2 To us a child of hope is born, 

To us a Son is given ; 
Him shall the tribes of earth obey. 
Him all the hosts of heaven. 

3 His name shall be the Prince of peace 

For evermore adored. 
The Wonderful, the Counselor, 
The great and mighty Lord. 

4 His power increasing still shall spread. 

His reign no end shall know ; 
Justice shall guard his throne above, 
And peace abound below. 

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103 

1 Whkn, marshaled on the nightly plain, 

The glittering hosts bestud the sky; 
One star alone, of all the train, 
Can fix tiie sinner's wandering eye. 

2 Hark ! hark !— to God the chorus breaks, 

From every host, from every gem ; 
But one alone the Saviour speaks,— 
It is the Star of Bethlehem. 

3 Once on the raging seas I rode. 

The storm was loud, the night was dark,— 
The ocean yawned— and rudely blowed 
The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 

4 Deep horror then my vitals froze. 

Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ;— 
When suddenly a star arose,— 
It was the Star of Bethlehem. 

5 It was my guide, my light, my all; 

It bade my dai*k forebodings cease; 
And through the storm and danger's thrall. 
It led me to the port of peace. 

6 Now safely moored— my perils o'er, 

I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 

For ever and for evermore. 

The Star— the Star of Bethlehem ! 
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104 

1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, 
And silence slept on Zion's hill, [night, 
When Bethlehem's shepherds through the 
Watched o'er their flocks by starry light— 

2 Hark ! from the midnight hills around, 
A voice of more than mortal sound. 

In distant hallelujahs stole. 

Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 

3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, 
The glorious hosts of Zion came; 

High heaven with songs of triumph rung, 
While thus they struck their harps and sung: 

4 "O Zion, lift thy raptured eye; 
The long-expected hour is nigh; 
The joys of nature rise again; 

The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 

5 "See, Mercy, from her golden urn. 
Pours a rich stream to them that mourn ; 
Behold, she binds, with tender care, 

• The bleeding bosom of despair. 

6 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart; 
Bids Satan and his host depart; 

Again the day-star gilds the gloom, 
Again the bowers of Eden bloom. 



HIS ADVENT. 



FEDERAL STREET. 



L. M. 




1 O Christ, our true and only light! 
Illumine those who sit in night; 
Let those afar now hear thy voice, 
And in thy fold with us rejoice. 

2 And all who else have strayed from thee. 
Oh, gently seek ! thy healing be 

To every wounded conscience given. 
And let them also share thy heaven, 

3 Oh, make the deaf to hear thy word, 
And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord, 
Who dare not yet the faith avow, 
Though secretly they hold it now. 

4 Shine on the darkened and the cold. 
Recall the wanderers from thy fold; 
L^'nite those now who walk apart. 
Confirm the weak and doubting heart. 

5 So thej*. with us, may evermore 

Such grace with wondering thanks adore, 
And endless praise to thee be given, 
By all thy Church in earth and heaven. 

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1 All praise to tliee, eternal Lord ! 
CTothed in a garb of flesh and blood. 
Choosing a manger for thy throne. 
While worlds on worlds are thine alone. 

2 A little child, thou art our guest. 
That weary ones in thee may rest; 
Forlorn and lowly is thy birth. 

That we may rise to heaven from earth. 



3 Thou comest in the darksome night 
To make us children of the light,— 
To make us, in the realms divine, 
Like thine own angels round thee shine. 

4 All this for us thy love hath done, 
By this to thee our love is won ; 
For this we tune our cheerful lays. 

And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise. 



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1 What star is this, with beams so bright, 
A stranger mid the orbs of light? 

It shines to herald forth the King, 
And Gentiles to his cradle bring, 

2 Behold the long predicted sign, 
The star of Jacob's ancient line: 
The Eastern Sages hail its rays. 
And raptured stand in anxious gaze. 

3 Without, the Star Informs their sight: 
Within, there shines faith's brighter light, 
Which gently summons them to rise, 
And ti'ust the guidance of the skies. 

4 When God commands, the wise obey; 
Love sees no danger in the way : 

House, neighbors, friends, their steps recall; 
The voice of G^d outweighs them all. 



5 Oh, while the star of heavenly grace 
Invites us. Lord, to seek thy face, 
Let not our hearts from sloth refuse 
The guidance of that lis:ht to use. 
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Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning. 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining ; 
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; 
Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 

3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion. 

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Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? 



4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; 
Vainly with gifts would his favor secure: 
Richer by far is the hearts adoration ; 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 

5 Brlghtestandbestof the sons of the morning, 
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 



HIS ADVENT. 



WARSAW. 



H. M. 





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1 Hark ! hark !— the notes of joy 
Roll oer the heavenly plains, 
And seraphs find employ 

For their sublimest strains; 
Some new delight in heaven is known, 
Loud sound the harps around the throne. 



2 Hark ! hark !— the sounds draw nigh, 

The joyful hosts descend; 
Jesus forsakes the sky, 

To earth his footsteps bend; 
He comes to bless our fallen race; 
He comes with messages of grace. 



3 Bear, bear the tidings round; 

Let every mortal know 
What love in God is found. 

What pity he can show ; 
Ye winds that blow ! ye waves that roll ! 
Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 



4 Strike, strike the harps again, 
To great Iramanuel's name : 



Arise, ye sons of men ! 

And all his grace proclaim; 
Angels and men ! wake every string, 
'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 



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1 Join all the glorious names 

Of wisdom, love, and power. 
That ever mortals knew, 

That angels ever bore,— 
All are too mean to speak his worth, 
Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 

2 But oh, what gentle terms, 

What condescending ways 
Doth our Redeemer use. 

To teach his heavenly grace! 
My eyes with joy and wonder see 

What forms of love he bears for me. 

3 Great Prophet of my God, 

My tongue would bless thy name; 
By thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came ; — 
The joyful news of sins forgiv'n. 
Of hell subdued, and peace with heav'n. 



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1 Oh come, all ye faithful, 
Joyful and triumphant: 

Oh come ye, oh come ye to Bethlehem ; 
See in a manger 
The Monarch of Angels: 

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Oh come, let us adore him, 
Oh come, let us adore him, 
Oh come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. 

2 God of God Eternal, 

Light from Light proceeding, 



Born of a Virgin, made Very Man; 
Son of the Father, 
Begotten, not created! 

3 Oh sing Alleluia, 

Ye bright Choirs of Angels, 
Oh fill ye the courts of heaven with song; 
Sing ye "All glory 
To God in the Highest!" 

4 Oh hail. Lord Incarnate, 
Son of the Father, 

Born of the Virgin, the Word made Flesh; 
Glory and honor 
Give we thee, O Jesus ! 



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1 Come, thou long-expected Jesus ! | 3 Born, thy people to deliver ; 

Born a Child, and yet a King ; 

Born to reign in us for ever, 

Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 



Born to set thy people free ; 
From our fears and sins release us, 
Let us find our rest in thee. 



2 Israel's Strength and Consolation 
Hope of all the earth thou art; 
Dear Desire of every nation, 
J'ov of every longing heart. 
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4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 
Rule in all our hearts alone: 
By thine all-sutllcient merit. 
Raise us to thy glorious throne. 



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Sweetly sounding through the skies ! 
Lo! the angelic host rejoices, 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

2 Listen to the wondrous story 

Which they chant in hymns of joy ; 
Glory in the highest, glory! 
Glory be to God most high ! 

3 Peace on earth, good will from heaven, 

Reaching far as man is found; 
Souls redeemed and sins forgiven, 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 



4 Christ is born, the great Anointed, 

Heaven and earth his praises sing; 
Glad receive, whom God appointed. 
For y,our Prophet, Priest, and King. 

5 Hasten, mortals, to adoi'e him, 

Learn his name and taste his joy; 
Till in heaven you sing before him, 
Glory be to God most high ! 

6 Let us learn the wondrous story 

Of our great Redeemer's birth, 
Spread the brightness of his glory. 

Till it cover all the eai-th. 

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1 Hark! the herald angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King; 
reace on earth, and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled! 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise. 
Join the triumph of the skies; 
With th' angelic host proclaim, 
Christ is born in Betlilehem ! 

Hark ! the herald angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. 

2 Christ, by highest heaven adored; 
Christ, the everlasting Lord; 
Late in time beliold liini come, 
Oflspring of tlie Virgin's womb: 

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Vcil'd in flesh the Godhead see; 

Hail the incarnate Deity, 

Pleased as Man with men to dwell ; 

Jesus, our Emmanuel ! 

Hark ! the herald angels sing 
Glory to the new-born King. 

3 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of peace ! 
Hail! the Sun of Righteousness.' 
Light and life to all he brings, 
Risen with licaling in his wings. 
Mild he lays his glory by, 
Born that man no more may die: 
Born to raise the sons of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 
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1 As WITH gladness men of old 
Did the guiding star behold; 

As with joy they hail'd its light, 
Leading onward, beaming bright; 
So, most gracious Lord, may we 
Evermore be led to thee. 

2 As with joyous steps they sped 
To that lowly manger-bed. 
There to bend the knee before 
Him whom heaven and earth adore; 
So may we with willing feet 

Ever seek the mercy-seat. 

3 As they offered gifts most rare 
At that manger rude and bare ; 



So may we with holy joy, 
Pure and free from sin's alloy, 
All our costliest treasures bring, 
Christ ! to thee our heavenly King. 

4 Holy Jesus! every day 
Keep us in the narrow way ; 
And, when earthly things are past. 
Bring our ransomed souls at last 
"Where thej" need no star to guide, 
Where no clouds thy glory hide. 

5 In the heavenly country bright, 
Need they no created light; 
Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, 
Thou its Sun which goes not down, 
There for ever may we sing 
Hallelujahs to our King. 



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1 Raise your triumphant songs 

To an immortal tune.; 
Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
Celestial grace has done. 

2 Sing— how eternal love 

Its chief beloved chose, 
And bade him raise our ruined race 
From their abyss of woes. 

3 His hand no thunder bears, 

Nor terror clothes his brow, 
No bolts to di'ive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below. 



2 Hark ! through the silent night 
Angelic voices swell; 
Their joyful songs proclaim that "God 
Is born on earth to dwell." 



3 See how the shepherd-band 
Speed on with eager feet ; 
Come to the hallowed cave with them 
The holy Babe to greet. 



4 But oh ! what sight appears 
Within that lowly door; 
A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes, 
A Child and Mother poor. 



4 'Twas mercy filled the throne. 

And wrath stood silent by. 
When Christ was sent, with pardons, down 
To rebels doomed to die. 

5 Now, sinners! dry your tears, 

Let hopeless sorrow cease; 

Bow to the sceptre of his love. 

And take the offered peace. 

6 Lord ! we obey thy call ; 

We lay an humble claim 
To the salvation thou hast brought. 
And love and praise thy name. 



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1 God from on high hath heard, 
Let sighs and sorrows cease; 
I-o! from Ihc opening heaven descends 
To niiin the promised Peace. 

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i The Father's Image bright? 

And see we him whose arm upholds 
Earth and the starry height? 

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I Which veils thy glory now; 

i We hail thee God, before whose throne 
The angels prostrate bow. 

7 A silent Teacher, Lord, 
Thou bidst us not refuse 
; To bear wliat flesh would have us shun. 
i To slum what flesh would choose. 



8 Our swelling pride to cure 

With that pure love of thine, 
Oh, be thou born within our hearts. 
Most holy Cliild divine. 



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1 Within the Father's house 

The Son hath found his home; 
And to his temple suddenly 
The Lord of Life hath come. 

2 The doctors of the law 

Gaze on the wondrous Child, 
And marvel at his gracious word 
Of wisdom undefiled. 

3 Yet not to them is given 

The mighty truth to know, 
To lift the fleshy veil which hides 
Incarnate God below. 

4 The secret of the Lord 

Escapes each human eye. 
And faithful pondering hearts await 
The full Epiphany. 

5 Lord, visit thou our souls, 

And teach us by thy grace 

Each dim revealing of thyself 

With loving awe to trace; 

6 Till from our darkened sight 

The cloud shall pass away, 
And on the cleans&d soul shall burst 
The everlasting day. 



119 



1 Fierce raged the storm of wind, 

The surging waves ran high. 
Filled thy disciples' hearts with fear. 
Though thou, their Lord, wast nigh. 

2 But at the stern rebuke 

Of thine Almighty word. 



The wind was hushed, the billows ceased, 
And owned thee God and Lord. 

3 So, now, when depths of sin 
Our souls with terror fill, 
Arise, and be our helper, Lord, 
And speak thy "Peace, be still." 



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1 All praise to thee, O Lord, 

Who by thy mighty power 
Didst manifest thy glory forth 
In Cana's marriage hour. 

2 Thou speakest: it is done: 

Obedient to thy word, 
The water reddening into wine 
Proclaims the present Lord. 

3 Blest were the eyes which saw 

That wondrous mystery. 
The great beginning of thy works, 
That kindled faith in thee. 

4 And blessed they who know 

Thine unseen Presence true. 
When in the kingdom of thy grace 
Thou makest all things new. 

5 For by thy loving hand 

Thy people still are fed; 
Thou art the Cup of blessing, Lord, 
And thou the Heavenly Bread. 

6 Oh, may that grace be ours. 

In thee for aye to live. 
And drink of those refreshing streams 
Which thou alone canst give. 
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1 Lord, in thy temple we appear, 

As happy Simeon came, 
And hope to meet our Saviour here ; 
Oh make our joys the same ! 

2 With what divine and vast delight 

The good old man was filled, 
When fondly in his withered arras 
He clasped the Holy Child ! 

3 " Now I can leave this world," he cried, 

" Behold, thy servant dies ; 
I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, 
And close my peaceful eyes." 

4 Jesus, the vision of thy face 

Hath overpowering charms; 
Scarce shall 1 feel death's cold embrace, 
If Christ be in my arms. 

5 When flesh shall fail, and heart-strings break, 

Sweet will the minutes roll ; 
A mortal paleness on my cheek. 
But glory in my soul. 



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1 In stature grows the Heavenly Child, 

With death before his eyes; 
A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild, 
Prepared for sacrifice. 

2 Those mighty hands that rule the sky 

No earthly toil refuse; 
The Maker of the stars on high 
An humble trade pursues. 
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3 He whom the hosts of angels praise, 

At whose command they fly, 
His earthly parents now obeys, 
And lays his glory by. 

4 For this thy lowliness revealed. 

We, Jesus, thee adore, 
And praise to God the Father yield 
And Spirit evermore. 



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1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 

Around thy steps below ; 
What patient love was seen in all 
Thy life and death of woe. 

2 For, ever on thy burdened heart 

A weight of sorrow hung; 
Yet no ungentle, murmuring word 
Escaped thy silent tongue. 

3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile. 

Thy friends unfaithful prove; 
Unwearied in forgiveness still, 
Thy heart could only love. 

4 Oh, give us hearts to love like thee ! 

Like thee, O Lord, to grieve 

Far more for others' sin than all 

The wrongs that wc receive. 

5 One with thyself, may every eye, 

In us, thy brethren, see 
The gentleness and grace that spring 
From union. Lord, with thee. 



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1 Majestic sweetness sils enthroned 

Upon the Saviour's brow ; 
His head with radiant glories crowned, 
His lips with grace o'erflow. 

2 No mortal can with him compare 

Among the sons of men ; 
Fairer is he than all the fair, 
That fill the heavenly train. 

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 

And flew to my relief; 
For me he bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 



4 To him I owe my life and breath. 

And all the joys I have; 
He makes me triumph over death. 
And saves me from the grave. 

5 To heaven, the place of his abode. 

He brings my weary feet, 
Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joys complete. 

6 Since from his bounty I receive 

Such proofs of love divine, 
Had I a thousand hearts to give. 
Lord, they should all be thine. 



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125 

1 How beauteous were the marks divine, 
That in thy meekness used to shine, 
That lit thy lonely pathway, trod 

In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 

2 Oh, who like thee so calm, so bright, 
So pure, so made to live in light? 
Oh, who like thee did ever go 

So patient through a world of w^oe? 

3 Oh, who like thee, so humbly bore 
The scorn, the scoffs of men, before? 
So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, 
So glorious in humility? 

4 Ami death, which sets the prisoner free. 
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee; 
Yet love through all thy torture glowed. 
And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. 

5 Oh, in thy light be mine to go, 
Illuming all my way of woe; 
And give me ever on the road 

To trace thy footsteps. Son of God ! 



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1 When like a stranger on our sphere, 
The lowly Jesus sojourned here, 
Where'er he went, affliction fled. 
And sickness reared her drooping head. 

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2 The eye that rolled in irksome night, 
Beheld his face, — for he was light ; 
The opening eai% the loosened tongue. 
His precepts heard, his praises sung. 

3 With bounding steps, the halt and lame 
To hail their great Deliverer came; 
O'er the cold grave he bowed his head, 
He spake the word, and raised the dead. 

4 Demoniac madness, dark and wild. 
In his inspiring presence smiled ; 
The storm of horror ceased to roll. 
And reason lightened through the soul. 



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1 How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound 

From lips of gentleness and grace. 
When list'ning thousands gathered round, _J 
And joy and reverence filled the place ! | 

2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 

To heaven he led his foll'wers' way; 
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
Unveiling an immortal day. 

3 " Come, wanderers ! to my Father's home, 

Come, all ye weary ones! and rest:" 
Yes, sacred Teacher J we will come. 
Obey thee, love tliee, and be blest. 



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How at thy word were loosed the bands of 

hell; 
I How thy pure touch removed the leprous 
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1 And the polluted flesh grew clean again ? 

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Stretch forth thy healing hand, and make us 

whole; 
' Oh, bend our stubborn knees to kneel to thee ; 
Speak but the word, and we once more are 
free. 

3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of thy love. 
Thy love, which can all guilt, all pain re- 
move; 

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Then sickness hath no pang, and death no 
sting. 



4 We hail this pledge in all thy deeds of grace : 
As once disease and sorrow fled thjrface, 
So, when that face again unveiled we see. 
Sickness and tears and death no more shall 
be. 



5 Then grant us strength to pray "Thy king- 
dom come," 

When we shall know thee in thy Father's 
home, 

And at thy great Epiphany adore 

The Co-eternal Godhead evermore. 
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1 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow 

The star is dimmed that lately shone: 
'Tis midnight; in the garden now, 
The suffering Saviour prays alone. 

2 'Tis midnight; and from all removed, 

The Saviour wrestles lone with fears; 
Ev'n that disciple whom he loved 
Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 

3 'Tis midnight; and for others' guilt 

The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; 
Yet he that hath in anguish knelt 
Is not forsaken by his God. 

4 'Tis midnight; and from ether-plains 

Is borne the song that angels know; 
Unheard by mortals are the strains 
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 



130 



1 He dies!— the friend of sinners dies! 

Lo! Salem's daughters weep around! 
A solemn darkness veils the skies— 
A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 

2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, 

The Lord of glory dies for men ! 

But,— lo! what sudden joys we see! 

Jesus, the dead, revives again. 

3 The rising God forsakes the tomb; 

Up to his Father's court he tlies; 
Cherubic legions guard him home. 
And shout him— welcome to the skies. 



4 Break off your tears, ye saints! and tell 

How high our great Deliverer reigns; 
Sing,— how he spoiled the hosts of hell. 
And led the monster, death, in chains. 

5 Say, — " Live for ever, glorious King! 

Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
Then ask, " O death ! where is thy sting? 
And where thy vict'ry, boasting grave?' 



131 



1 Here at thy cross, incarnate God, 

I lay my soul beneath thy love; 
Beneath the droppings of thy blood, 
Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove. 

2 Not all that tyrants think or say. 

With rage and lightning in their eyes, 
Nor hell shall fright my heart away, 
Should hell with all its legions rise. 

3 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence. 

Moveless and firm this heart should lie; 
Resolved, for that's my last defence. 
If I must perish, there to die. 

4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear; 

Am I not safe beneath thy shade? 
Thy vengeance will not strike me here. 
Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 

5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood. 

And all my foes shall lose their aim; 
Hosanna to my Saviour God, 
And my best honors to his name. 



HIS DEATH, 



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1 Oh, come and moura with me a while 

Oh, come ye to the Saviour's side; 
Oh, come, together let us mourn ; 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

2 Have we no tears to shed for him. 

While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? 
Ah, look how patiently he hangs ' 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

3 How fast his hands and feet are nailed; 

His throat with parching thirst is dried; 
His failing eyes are dimmed with blood: 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

4 Seven times he spake, seven words of love ; 

And all three hours his silence cried 
For mercy on the souls of men : 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

5 Come let us stand beneath the cross, 

So may the blood from out his side 
Fall gently on us drop by drop: 
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 

6 A broken heart, a fount of tears 

Ask, and they will not be denied ; 
Lord Jesus, may we love and weep, 
Since thou for us art crucified. 



1 Jesus, thy Blood and Righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day. 
For who aught to my charge shall lay ? 
Fully absolved through these I am. 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

3 When from the dust of death I rise 
To claim my mansion in the skies— 
E'en then, this shall be all my plea: 
Jesus hath lived, hath died for me. 

4 Thus Abraham, the Friend of God, 

Thus all heaven's armies bough t w i th blood, 
Saviour of Sinners, thee proclaim; 
Sinners, of whom the chief I am. 

5 This spotless robe the samvi appears. 
When ruined nature sinks in years; 
No age can change its glorious hue, 
The robe of Christ is ever new. 

6 Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice: 

Bid, Lord, thy mourning ones rejoice; 

Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 

Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness. 
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134 

1 Not all the blood of beasts, 

On Jewish altars slain, 
Could give the guilty conscience peace. 
Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 

Takes all our sins away ;— 
A sacrifice of nobler name, 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 

On that dear head of thine, 

While, like a penitent, I stand, 

And there confess my sin. 

4 My soul looks back to see 

The burdens thou didst bear. 
When hanging on th' accursed tree, 
And hopes her guilt was there. 

5 Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove; 

ST. BRIDE. 



We bless the Lamb, with cheerful voice, 
And sing his bleeding love. 



135 



1 Like sheep we went astray, 

And broke the fold of God ; 
Each wandering in a diftorent way, 
But all the downward road. 

2 How dreadful was the hour, 

When God our wanderings laid. 
And did at once his vengeance pour 
Upon the Shepherds head ! 

3 How glorious was the grace 

When Christ sustained the stroke! 
His life and blood the Shepherd pays 
A ransom for the flock. 

4 But God shall raise his head 

O'er all the sons of men, 
And make him see a numerous seed. 
To recompense his pain. 



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1 There is a fountain filled with blood, 

Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day ; 
And there have I, as vile as he, 
Washed all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb ! thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed church of God 
Be saved, to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 

I'll sing thy power to save, 
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
Lies silent in the grave. 

BEDFORD. 



137 



1 AXAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, 

And did my Sov'reign die? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

2 Was it for crimes that I had done. 

He groaned upon the tree? 
Amazing pity! grace unknown } 
And love beyond degree ! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in. 
When God, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face. 

While his dear cross appears, 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness. 
And melt my eyes to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe ; 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. 



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1 Go TO dark Gethsemane, 

Ye that feel the tempter's power! 
Your Redeemer's conflict see, 

Watch with him one bitter hour; 
Turn not from his griefs away, 
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 

2 Follow to the judgment-hall, 

View the Lord of Life arraigned; 
Oh ! the wormwood and the gall; 

Oh ! the pangs his soul sustained : 
Shun not suflering, shame, or loss; 
Learn of him to bear the cross. 

3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; 

There— adoring at his feet, 
Mark that miracle of Time- 
God's own sacrifice complete: 
" It is finished "—hear him cry ; 
Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 

4 Early hasten to the tomb, 

Where they laid his breathless clay; 
All is solitude and gloom; 

Who hath taken him away?— 
Christ is risen— he meets our eyes; 
Saviour! teach us so to rise. 
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1 Resting from his work to-day. 
In the tomb the Saviour lay; 
Still he slept ; from head to feet 
Shrouded in the winding sheet,— 
Lying in the rock alone. 
Hidden by the sealed stone. 

2 Late at even there was seen 
Watching long the Magdalene; 
Early, ere the break of day, 
Sorrowful she took her way 
To the holy garden glade, 
Where her buried Lord was laid. 

3 So with thee till life shall end 
I would solemn vigil spend; 
Let me hew thee, Lord, a shrine 
In this rocky heart of mine, 
Where in pure embalmed cell 
None but thee may ever dwelL 

4 Myrrh and spices will I bring. 
True aflTection's olfering ; 

Close the door from sight and sound 
Of the busy world around ; 
And in patient watch remain 
Till my Lord appear again. 



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140 



Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 

See!— it rends the rocks asunder— 
Shakes the earth— and veils the sky ; 

"It is finished!" 
Hear the dying Saviour cry. 

" It is finished !"— Oh ! what pleasure 
Do these charming words aflbrd ! 



Heavenly blessings, without measure 
Flow to us through Christ, the Lord. 

"It is finished!" 
Saints ! the dying words record. 
3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs! 
Join to sing the pleasing theme: 
All in earth and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name: 

Hallelujah! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 



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141 

1 In the cross of Christ I glory, 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

2 "When the woes of life o'ertake me, 

Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
Never shall the cross forsake me: 
Lo! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 

Light and love upon my way, 



From the cross the radiance streaming 
Adds more lustre to the day. 

4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure. 

By the cross are sanctified; 
Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
Joys that through all time abide. 

5 In the cross of Christ I glory, 

Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



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1 When, on Sinai's top, I see 
God descend in majesty, 
To proclaim liis holy law, 
All my spirit sinks with awe. 

2 When, in ecstacy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious steep I climb. 
At the too-transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 

3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God, in flesh made manifest. 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would for ever stay. 
Weep and gaze my soul away; 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary ! 



143 

1 "It is finished!" shall we raise 
Songs of sorrow, or of praise? 
Mourn to see the Saviour die. 
Or proclaim his victory ? 

2 If of Calvary we tell. 

How can songs of triumph swell? 
If of man redeemed from woe, 
How shall notes of mourning flow? 

3 Ours the guilt which pierced his side. 
Ours the sin for which he died ; 

But the blood which flowed that day 
Washed our sin artd guilt away. 

4 Lamb of God ! thy death hath given 
Pardon, peace, and hope of heaven; 

" It is finished !" let us raise 
Songs of thankfulness and praise. 



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1 Surely Christ thy griefs has borne; 
Weeping soul, no longer mourn : 
View him bleeding on the tree. 
Pouring out his life for thee. 

2 Weary sinner, keep thine eyes 
On the atoning sacrifice; 
There the incarnate Deity, 

Numbered with transgressors, see. 

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3 Cast thy guilty soul on him. 
Find him mighty to redeem; 
At his feet thy burden lay, 
Look thy doubts and cares away. 

4 Lord, thine arm must be revealed. 
Ere I can by faith be healed ; 
Since I scarce can look to thee. 
Cast a gracious eye on me. 



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" Behold me here, thine only Son ; 
And, Father, let thy will be done.' 



4 The Father heard ; and angels, there, 
Sustained the Son of God in prayer, 

In sad Gethsemane ; 
He drank the dreadful cup of pain, 
Then rose to life and joy again. 



5 When storms of sorrow round us sweep. 
And scenes of anguish make us weep. 

To sad Gethsemane 
"We'll look, and see the Saviour there. 
And humbly bow like him in prayer. 
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145 

1 Beyond where Cedron's waters flow. 
Behold the suflfering Saviour go 

To sad Gethsemane; 
His countenance is all divine. 
Yet grief appears in every line. 

2 He bows beneath the sins of men ; 
He cries to God, and cries again, 

In sad Gethsemane ; 
He lifts his mournful eyes above : 
"My Father, can this cup remove?" 

3 "With gentle resignation still 
He yielded to his Father's will. 

In sad Gethsemane: 



THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 
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1 Soft be the gently breathing notes, 

That sing the Saviour's dying love ;— 
Soft as the evening zephyr floats; 
Soft as the tuneful lyres above: 

2 Soft as the morning dews descend, 

While the sweet lark exulting soars; 
So soft, to your Almighty Friend, 
Be every sigh your bosom pours : 

3 Pure as the sun's enlivening ray. 

That scatters life and joy abroad; 
Pure as the lucid car of day, 
That wide proclaims its Maker, God ; 

4 Pure as the breath of vernal skies; 

So pure let our contrition be; 
So purely let our love arise 
To him who bled upon the tree. 

147 

1 Whkn I survey the wondrous cross 

On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss. 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord ! that I should boast. 

Save in the death of Christ, my God; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

S See,— from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down: 



Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine. 
That were a present far too small; 
Love, so amazing, so divine, 
Demands my soul, my life, my all. 



148 



1 We sing the praise of him who died,— 

Of him who died upon the cross ; 
The sinner's hope let men deride, 
For this we count the world but loss. 

2 Inscribed upon the cross we see. 

In shining letters,—" God is Love:" 
He bears our sins upon the tree. 
He brings us mercy from above. 

3 The cross !— it takes our guilt away, 

It holds the fainting spirit up; 
It cheers with hope the gloomj' day, 
And sweetens every bitter cup. 

4 It makes the coward spirit brave, 

And nerves the feeble arm for fight; 
It takes its terror from the grave, 
And gilds the bed of death with light. 

5 The balm of life, the cure of woe. 

The measure and the pledge of love; 
The sinner's refuge here below. 
The angels' theme in heaven above. 



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1 O SACRED Head, now wounded, 

With grief and shame weighed down, 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns, thine only crown; 
O sacred Head, what glory. 

What bliss, till now was thine ! 
Yet though despised and gory, 

I joy to call thee mine. 

2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered 

Was all for sinners' gain ; 
Mine, mine was the transgression. 

But thine the deadly pain ; 
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour ! 

'Tis I deserve thy place ; 
Look on me with thy favor, 

Vouchsafe to me thy grace. 

3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, 

Above all joys beside. 
When in thy body broken 

I thus with safety hide : 
My Lord of Life, desiring 

Thy glory now to see. 
Beside thy cross expiring, 

I'd breathe my soul to thee. 



4 What language shall I borrow 

To thank thee, dearest Friend, 
For this thy dying sorrow. 

Thy pity without end? 
O make me thine for ever; 

And should I fainting be, 
Lord, let me never, never 

Outlive my love to thee ! 

5 And when I am departing, 

O part not thou from me ! 
When mortal pangs are darting, 

Come, Lord, and set me free ! 
And when my heart must languish 

Amidst the final throe, 
Release me from mine anguish, 

By thine own pain and woe \ 

6 Be near me when I'm dying ; 

O show thy cross to me ! 
And for my succor flying, 

Come, Lord, and set me free! 
These eyes, new faith receiving. 

From Jesus shall not move; 
For he who dies believing. 

Dies safely, through thy love. 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 
EASTER HYMN. 




150 



1 Jksus Christ is risen to-day, 

Alleluia! 
Our triumphant holy day, 

Alleluia! 
Who did once, upon the Cross, 

Alleluia! 
Hufier to redeem our loss. 

Alleluia! 

2 Hymns of praise then let us sing 

Alleluia! 
Unto Christ, our heavenly King, 
Alleluia! 
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"Who endured the Cross and Grave, 
Alleluia! 

Sinners to redeem and save. 

Alleluia! 

3 But the pain which lie endured 

Alleluia! 
Our salvation hath procured; 

Alleluia! 
Now above the sky he's King, 

Alleluia! 
Where the angels ever sing. 

Alleluia! 



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Dnssed to the poftftHs of tine sky. 

2 Tb«(« his triomphat dMuriot w«itSs 

And angels «luucit tbe solemn lay: 
^Lift up joar heiftds^. ye heavTealy $aiit<i$ I 
Ye everia&tlns doors ! give w^iiy. 

S '" Loose all yo«urbar$ of massy U^t« 
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The world, sin, death, and hell overthrew; 
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Qod oviwr all, for ever W>e«ssed." 



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153 

1 Angels, roll the rock away! 
Death, yield up thy mighty prey ! 
See, the Saviour leaves the tomb, 
Glowing with immortal bloom. 

2 Hark ! the wondering angels raise 
Louder notes of joyful praise; 
Let the earth's remotest bound 
Echo with the blissful sound. 

3 Saints on earth, lift up your eyes ; 
Now to glory see him rise 

In long triumph through the sky, 
Up to waiting worlds on high. 

4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide; 
Mighty Conqueror, through them ride! 
King of glory, mount thy throne! 
Boundless empire is thine own. 

5 Powers of heaven, seraphic choirs, 
Sing and sweep your golden lyres; 
Sons of men, in humbler strain 
Sing your mighty Saviour's reign. 

6 Every note with wonder swell, 

Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell ! 
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Where, O death, is now thy sting? 
Where thy terrors, vanquished king? 

154 

1 Hail the day that sees him rise, 
Glorious, to his native skies ! 
Christ, a while to mortals given, 
Enters now the gates of heaven. 

2 There the glorious triumph waits: 
Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
Christ hath vanquished death and sin ; 
Take the King of glory in. 

3 Still for us he intercedes, 

His prevailing death he pleads; 
Near himself pi-epares our place, 
Great Forerunner of our race. 

4 Master, will we ever say. 
Taken from our head to-day, 
See thy faithful servants, see, 
Ever gazing up to thee ! 

5 Grant, though parted from our sight, 
High above yon azure height. 
Grant, our hearts may thither rise. 
Following thee beyond the skies! 



HIS RESURRECTION. 



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1 Christ the Lord is risen to-day, 
Sons of men and angels say ; 
Raise your joys and triumphs high, 
Sing, ye heavens, and, earth, reply. 

2 Love's redeeming work is done, 
Fought the fight, the battle won : 
Lo! our Sun's eclipse is o'er; 

Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
Christ hath burst the gates of hell ! 
Death in vain forbids his rise ; 
Christ hath opened Paradise ! 

4 Lives again our glorious King : 
Where, O Death, is now thy sting? 
Once he died, our souls to save : 
Where thy victory, O Grave? 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led. 
Following our exalted head ; 
Made like him, like him we rise; 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 



156 



1 Christ the Lord is risen again, 
Christ hath broken every chain ; 
Hark ! angelic voices cry, 
Singing evermore on high, 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 



2 He who gave for us his lifp. 
Who for us endured the strife. 
Is our paschal Lamb to-day ! 
We, too, sing for joy, and say, 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord! 

3 He who bore all pain and loss, 
Comfortless, upon the cross, 
Lives in glory now on high. 
Pleads for us and hears our cry; 

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! 

4 Now he bids us tell abroad 
How the lost may be restored. 
How the penitent forgiven, 
How we, too, may enter heaven! 

Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! 

157 

1 Morning breaks ui)on the tomb, 
Jesus scatters all its gloom; 

Day of triumph, through the skies 
See the glorious Saviour rise ! 

2 Ye, who are of death afraid. 
Triumph in the scattered shade; 
Drive your anxious cares away; 
See the place where Jesus lay ! 

3 Christian ! dry your flowing tears. 

Chase your unbelieving fears; 

Look on his deserted grave ; 

Doubt no more his power to save J 
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1 Come, every pious heart, 

That loves the Saviour's name, 
Your noblest pow'rs exert 

To celebrate his fame ; 
Tell all above, and all below, 

The debt of love to him you owe. 

2 He left his starry crown, 

And laid his robes aside. 
On wings of love came down, 

And wept, and bled, and died; 
What he endured, oh,who can tell. 
To save our souls from death and hell? 

3 From the dark grave he rose. 

The mansion of the dead, 
And thence bis mighty foes 

In glorious triumph led; 
Up through the sky the Conqu'ror rode, 
And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 

4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 

The debt we owe thy love ; 
Yet tell us how we may 

Our gratitude approve; 
Our hearts, our all to thee we give; 
The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 



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I Yes, the Redeemer rose; 
The Saviour left the dead ; 
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And o'er our hellish foes 
High raised his conquering head; 
In wild dismay, I Fall to the ground, 

The guards around I And sink away. 

2 Lo! the angelic bands 

In full assembly meet. 
To wait his high commands, 

And worship at his feet: 
Joyful they come, I From realms of day, 

And wing their way, I To Jesus' tomb. 

3 Then back to heaven they fly 

And the glad tidings bear. 
Hark ! as they soar on high. 

What music fills the air! 
Their anthems say, I Hath left the dead ; 
"Jesus, who bled, I He rose to-day." 

4 Ye mortals! catch the sound, 

Redeemed by him from hell; 
And send the echo round 

The globe, on which you dwell ! 
Transported, cry, I Hath left the dead, 

" Jesus, Avho bled, I No more to die." 

5 All hail ! triumphant Lord ! 

Who sav'st us with thy blood; 
Wide be thy name adored, 

Thou rising, reigning God! 
With thee we rise, I And empires gain. 
With thee we reign, I Beyond the skies. 



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1 How calm and beautiful the morn. 

That gilds the sacred tomb, 
Where Christ the crucified was borne, 

And veiled in midnight gloom ! 
Oh, weep no more the Saviour slain, 
The Lord is risen, he lives again. 

2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear 

For your departed Lord, 
" Behold the place, he is not here !" 

The tomb is all unbarred: 
The gates of death were closed in vain. 
The Lord is risen, he lives again. 

3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer, 

Your early footsteps bend ; 
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The Saviour will himself be there. 

Your Advocate and Friend: 
Once by the law your hopes were slain, 
But now in Christ ye live again. 

4 How tranquil now the rising day ! 

'T is Jesus still appears, 
A risen Lord, to chase away 

Your unbelieving fears: 
Oh, weep no more your comforts slain, 
The Lord is risen, he lives again. 

5 And when the shades of evening fall. 

When life's last hour draws nigh. 
If Jesus shines upon 'the soul. 

How blissful then to die! 

Since he hath risen that once was slain. 

Ye die in Christ to live again. 

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1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 
Sound the note of praise above; 
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; 

Jesus reigns, the God of love: 
See, he sits on yonder throne; 
Jesus rules the world alone. 



2 King of glory ! reign for ever ; 
Thine an everlasting crown ; 



Nothing, from thy love, shall sever 

Those whom thou hast made thine own ; 
Happy objects of thy grace. 
Destined to behold thy face. 

Saviour! hasten thine appearing ; 

Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, 
When the awful summons hearing, 

Heaven and earth shall pass away; 
Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, 
" Glory, glory to our King !" 



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1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 

And ever prays for me : 
A token of his love he gives, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 I find him lifting up my head; 

He brings salvation near: 
His presence makes me free indeed. 
And he will soon appear. 

3 He wills that I should holy be: 

What can withstand his will? 
The counsel of his grace in me 
He surely shall fulfill. 

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word: 

I steadfastly believe 
Thou wilt return, and claim me. Lord, 
And to thyself receive. 

3163 

1 With; joy we meditate the grace 

Of our High-Priest above ; 
His heart is made of tenderness. 
His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touched with a sympathy within, 

He knows our feeble frame ; 
He knows what sore temptations mean. 
For he has felt the same. 

3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, 
j The great Redeemer stood ; 

^ While Satan's fiery darts he bore 
And did resist to blood. 



4 He, in the days of feeble flesh. 

Poured out his cries and tears; 
And, in his measure, feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

5 Then let our humble faith address 

His mercy and his power; 
We shall obtain delivering grace, 
In the distressing hour. 



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1 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 

Our great High-Priest above ; 
And celebrate his constant care, 
And sympathetic love. 

2 Though raised to a superior throne. 

Where angels bow around. 
And high o'er all the shining train. 
With matchless honors crowned; 

3 The names of all his saints he bears 

Deep graven on his heart ; 
Xor shall the meanest Christian say. 
That he hath lost his part. 

4 Those characters shall fair abide 

Our everlasting trust, 
"^Tien gems, and monuments, and crowns. 
Are mouldered down to dust. 

5 So, gracious Saviour! on my breast. 

May thy dear name be worn, 
A sacred ornament and guard. 
To endless ages borne. 

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165 

1 Arise, ye people, and adore. 

Exulting strike the chord; 
Let all the earth, from shore to shore, 
Confess ih' Almighty Lord. 

2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round, 

Th' ascending God proclaim; 
Th' angelic choir respond the sound, 
And shake creation's frame. 

3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown 

In that triumphant hour: 
And God exalts his conquering Son 
To his right hand of power. 

4 Oh, shout, ye people, and adore, 

Exulting strike the chord; 
Let all the earth, from shore to shore, 
Confess th' Almighty Lord. 



166 



1 Behold the glories of the Lamb, 

Amid his Father's throne; 
Prepare new honors for his name, 
And Bongs before unknown. 

2 Let elders worship at his feet, 

The church adore around, 

With vials full of odors sweet, 

And harps of sweeter sound. 
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3 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 

Be endless blessings paid ! 
Salvation, glory, joy remain 
For ever on thy head ! 

4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, 

Hast set the prisoners free. 
Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
And we shall reign with thee. 



167 



1 HosANNA to the Prince of light, 

That clothed himself in clay; 
Entered the iron gates of death, 
And tore the bars away. 

2 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, 

And to his Father flies. 
With scars of honor in his flesh, 
And triumph in his eyes. 

3 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 

To reach his blest abode ; < 

Sweet be the accents of your songs 
To our incarnate God. 

4 Bright angels ! strike your loudest strings, 

Your sweetest voices raise ; 
Let heaven, and all created things, 
Sound our Iramanuel's praise. 



HIS EXALTATION, 



MERTON. 



C. M. 




i 1 The head, that once was crowned with 
j Is crowned with glory now ; [thorns, 

1 A royal diadem adorns 
I The mighty Victor's brow. 

2 The highest place that heaven affords 

Is his— is his by right,— 
The King of kings, and Lord of lords. 
And heaven's eternal Light. 

3 The joy of all who dwell above, 
' The joy of all below, 

To whom he manifests his love, 
And grants his name to know. 

' 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, 
I With all its grace, is given ; 
I Their name, an everlasting name, 
j Their joy, the joy of heaven. 

5 They suffer with their Lord below, 
They reign with him above, 
Their profit and their joy to know 
The mystery of his love. 

; 6 The cross he bore is life and health, 



Though shame and death to him ; 
His people's hope, his people's wealth, 
Their everlasting theme. 



1 Jesus, our hope, our heart's desire, 

Redemption's only spring, 

Creator of the world art thou, 

Its Saviour and its King. 

2 How vast the mercy and the love, 

Which laid our sins on thee, 
And led thee to a cruel death, 
To set thy people free ! 

3 But now the bonds of death are burst. 

The ransom has been paid; 
And thou art on thy Father's throne, 
In glorious robes arrayed. 

4 Oh, may thy mighty love prevail. 

Our sinful souls to spare ! 
Oh, may we stand around thy throne, 
And see thy glory there ! 

5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, 

As thou our prize wilt be; 
In thee be all our glory now 
And through eternity. 

6 All praise to thee who dost ascend 

Triumphantly to heaven ; 
All praise to God the Father's Name, 

And Holy Ghost be given. 

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170 

1 Christ, above all glory seated, 

King eternal, strong to save, 

To thee death, by death defeated, 

Triumph high and glory gave. 

2 Thou art gone where now is given 

"What no mortal might could gain. 
On th' eternal throne of heaven. 
In thy Father's power to reign. 

3 There thy kingdoms all adore thee, 

Heav'n above and earth below. 
While the depths of hell before thee 
Trembling and defeated bow. 

4 We, O Lord, with hearts adoring, 

Follow thee above the sky; 
Hear our prayers thy grace imploring. 
Lift our souls to thee on high. 

5 So when thou again in glory 

On the clouds of heav'n shalt shine. 
We thy flock may stand before thee, 
Owned for evermore as thine. 



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Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory. 

There for ever to abide ; 
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All the heavenly host adore thee, j 

Seated at thy Father's side. 1 

2 There for sinners thou art pleading, j 

There thou dost our place prepare ; ' 

Ever for us interceding. 
Till in glory we appear. 

3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing. 

Thou art worthy to receive: 
Loudest praises, without ceasing, 
Meet it is for us to give. 

172 

1 Hail, thou once despised Jesus ! 

Hail, thou Galilean King! 
Thou didst suffer to release us. 
Thou didst free salvation bring. 

2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 

All our sins on thee were laid ; 
By almighty love anointed. 
Thou hast full atonement made. 

3 All thy people are forgiven. 

Through the virtue of thy blood; 
Opened is the gate of heaven. 
Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 



HIS EXALTATION. 



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[ 1 Mighty God! while angels bless thee, 
I May a mortal lisp thy name ? 

Lord of men, as well as angels ! 
I Thou art every creature's theme : 

Lord of every land and nation ! 
j Ancient of eternal days ! 

I Sounded through the wide creation, 
Be thy just and awful praise. 



2 For the grandeur of thy nature. 

Grand, beyond a seraph's thought; 
For the wonders of creation, 

"Works with skill and kindness wrought; 
For thy providence that governs 

Through thine empire's wide domain, 
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow; 

Blessed be thy gentle reign. 



3 For thy rich, thy free redemption , 

Bright, tho' veiled in darkness long. 
Thought is poor, and poor expression ; 

Who can sing that wondrous song ? 
Brightness of the Father's glory ! 

Shall thy praise unuttered lie? 
Break, my tongue ! such guilty silence. 

Sing the Lord who came to die : 



4 From the highest throne of glory, 

To the cross of deepest woe, 
Came to ransom guilty captives ! 

Flow, my praise ! for ever flow : 
Reascend, immortal Saviour ! 

Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; 
Thence return and reign for ever ; 

Be the kingdom all thine own ! 



174 



1 Crowtst his head with endless blessing, 

Who, in God the Father's name, 
"With compassions never ceasing, 

Comes salvation to proclaim. 
Hail, ye saints, who know his favor, 

Who within his gates are found ; 
Hail, ye saints, the exalted Saviour, 

Let his courts with praise resound. 



2 Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing. 
Thee our God in praise we own ; 

Highest honors, never failing. 
Rise eternal round thy throne; 

Now, ye saints, his power confessing. 
In your grateful strains adore; 

For his mercy, never ceasing. 

Flows, and flows for evermore. 
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1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
Does his successive journeys run; 

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
And endless praises crown his head; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

3 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on his love with sweetest song, 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns. 
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains. 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honors to our King; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the loud Amen. 



176 



1 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high. 
Ten thousand angels filled the sky; 
Those heavenly guards around thee wait, 
Like chariots that attend thy state. 

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
More glorious when tiie Lord was there; 
While he pronounced his holy law. 
And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 



3 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
When the rebellious powers of hell, 
That thousand souls had captive made. 
Were all in chains, like captives, led. 

4 Raised by his Father to the throne, 
He sent the promised Spirit down 
With gifts and grace for rebel men. 
That God might dwell on earth again. 



177 



1 He lives, the great Redeemer lives ; 
What joy the blest assurance gives! 
And now, before his Father, God, 
Pleads the full merits of his blood. 

2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, I 
And justice, armed with frowns, appears; ] 
But, in the Saviour's lovely face. 

Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 

3 For us he prayed, for us he taught, ! 
For us his daily works he wrought, j 
By words, and signs, and actions, thus 
Still seeking not himself, but us. I 

4 For us to wicked men betrayed, 
Scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed, | 
He bore the shameful cross and death ; 
For us at length gave up his breath. 

5 For us he rose from death again, 
For us he went on higli to reign. 
For us he sent his Spirit here 
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 



HIS EXALTATION. 



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1 With transport, Lord, our souls proclaim 
Th' immortal honors of thy name; 
Although ascended to thy throne, 

Thou still art present with thine own. 

2 High on his Father's roj^al seat. 
Our Jesus shone divinely great; 

Ere Adam's clay with life was warmed. 
Or Gabriel's nobler spirit formed. 

3 Through all succeeding ages, he 

The same hath been, the same shall be: 



Immortal radiance gilds his head, 
While stars and suns wax old, and fade. 

4 The same his power his flock to guard, 
The same his bounty to reward ; 

The same his faithfulness and love. 
To saints on earth and saints above. 

5 Let nature change, and sink, and die; 
Jesus shall raise his chosen high ; 

And fix them near his heavenly throne, 
In glory changeless as his own. 




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1 1 WAS a wandering sheep, 

I did not love tlie fold, 
I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 

I would not be controlled: 
I was a wayward child, 

I did not love my home, 
I did not love my Father's voice, 

I loved afar to roam. 

2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, 

The Father sought his child ; 
He followed me o'er vale and hill. 

O'er deserts waste and wild: 
He found.me nigh to death, 

Famished, and faint, and lone; 
He bound me with the bands of love. 

He saved the wandering one. 

3 Jesus my Shepherd is; 

'Twas he that loved my soul, 
'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 

'Twas he that niiuU- mc whole: 
'Twas he that soufzht tho lost, 

That found the w andcring sheep; 
Twas he that brought mc to the fold, 

'Tis he that still <loth keep. 
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4 No more a wandering sheep, 

I love to be controlled, 
I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 

I love the peaceful fold : 
No more a wayward child, 

I seek no more to roam ; 
I love my heavenly Father's voice, 

I love, I love his home! 



180 



1 Jesus, my Strength, my Hope! 

On thee I cast my care; 
With humble confidence look up. 

And know thou hear'st my prayer; 
Give me on thee to wait. 

Till I can all things do; 
On thee,— almighty to create, 

Almighty to renew. 

2 I rest upon thy word; 

The promise is for me; 
My succor and salvation, Lord! 

Shall surely come from thee; 
But let me still abide. 

Nor from my hope remove, 
Till thou my patient spirit guide 

Into thy perfect love. 



HIS PROVIDENCE. 



3 I want a sober mind, 

A self-renouncing will, 
That tramples down, and casts behind, 

The baits of pleasing ill; 
A soul inured to pain, 

To hardship, grief, and loss ; 
Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 

The consecrated cross. 



4 I want a godly fear, 

A quick discerning eye, 
That looks to thee when sin is near. 

And sees the tempter fly; 
A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care; 
For ever standing on its guard. 

And watching unto prayer. 



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1 Jesus, the Shepherd of the sheep, 
Thy little flock in safety keep, 
The flock for which thou cam'st from heaven. 
The flock for which thy life was given. 



Thou saw'st them wandering far from thee. 
Secure, as if from danger free ; 
I Thy love did all their wanderings trace, 
A.nd brought them to a wealthy place. 



j! Oh, guard thy sheep from beasts of prey, 
t And guide them that they never stray ; 

Cherish the young, sustain the old, 

Let none be feeble in thy fold. 



4 Secure them from the scorching beam. 
And lead them to the living stream ; 
In verdant pastures let them lie. 
And watch them with a Shepherd's eye. 



5 Oh, may thy sheep discern thy voice, 
And in its sacred sound rejoice; 
From strangers may they ever flee, 
And know no other guide but thee I 



6 Lord, bring thy sheep that wander yet. 

And let the number be complete: 

Then let thy flock from earth remove. 

And gather in the fold above. 

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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



HAMBURG. 



L.M. 





1 Jesus, the sinner's Friend ! to thee. 
Lost and undone, for aid I flee; 
Weary of earth, myself, and sin, 
Open thine arms, and take me in. 

2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul, 

'Tis thou alone canst make me whole; 
I cannot rest till thou art mine. 
Until in me thine image shine. 

3 At last I own it cannot be 

That 1 should fit myself for thee; 
Here then, to thee, I all resign •. 
Thine is the work, and only thine. 

4 What shall I say, thy grace to move? 
Lord ! I am sin, but thou art love ; 

1 give up every plea beside; 

Lord ! I'm condemned, but thou hast died. 



183 



1 When sins and fears prevailing rise, 

And fainting hope almost expires, 
Jesus! to thee I lift mine eyes,— 
To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 

2 If my immortal Saviour lives. 

Then my immortal life is sure; 
His word a firm foundation gives; 
Here let me build, and rest secure. 

8 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, 
For ever firm the promise stands; 
Not all the powers of earth and hell 
Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 

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4 Here, O my soul ! thy trust repose ; 
If Jesus is for ever mine, 
Not death itself— that last of foes- 
Shall break a union so divine. 



184 



1 Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone, 
He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I '11 pursue 
The narrow way, till him I view. 

2 The way the holy prophets went. 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness, 

I '11 go; for all his paths are peace. 

3 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not ; 
My grief, mj' burden long has been, 
Because I could not cease from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power 

I sinned and stumbled but the more; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
" Come hither, soul ! I am the way." 

5 Lo! glad I come! and thou, blest Lamb? 
Shalt take me to thee as I am ; 
Nothing but sin I thee can give; 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

G Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
I '11 point to thy redeeming blood. 
And say. Behold the way to God ! 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



186 



1 O hOLY Saviour, Friend unseen ! 
Since on thine arm thou bid'st me lean, 
Help me, throughout life's varying scene, 
By faith to cling to thee,— to thee. 



2 Blest with this fellowship divine. 
Take what thou wilt, I '11 ne'er repine ; 
E'en as the branches to the vine. 
My soul would cling to thee,— to thee. 



3 Far from my home, fatigued, oppressed, 
Here have I found a place of rest ; 
An exile still, yet not un blest, 
While I can cling to thee,— to thee. 



{ 4 "What though the world deceitful prove, 
' And earthly friends and hopes remove? 
' "With patient,uncomplaining love 
Still would I cling to thee,— to thee. 



6 Oft, when I seem to tread alone 
Some barren waste, with thorns o'ergrown. 
Thy voice of love in gentlest tone, 
Whispers, " Still cling to me,— to me." 

6 Though faith and hope may long be tried, 
I ask not, need not, aught beside ; 
How safe, how calm, how satisfied, 
I The souls that cling to thee,— to thee ! 



186 



1 O Love Divine ! that stooped to share 
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, 
On thee we cast each earth-born care. 
We smile at pain while thou art near. 



2 Though long the weary way we tread. 
And sorrow crown each ling'ring year. 
No path we shun, no darkness dread. 
Our heart still whisp'ring, thou art near. 



On thee we fling our burd'ning woe, 
O Love Divine, for ever dear; 

Content to suffer while we know. 
Living or dying, thou art near. 



187 



1 O THOU, the contrite sinner's Friend, 
Who loving, lov'st them to the end! 



On this alone my hopes depend, 
That thou wilt plead for me,— for me, 

2 When, weary in the Christian race, 
Far off appears my resting-place, 
And fainting I mistrust thy grace, 

Then, Saviour! plead for me,— for me. 

3 When I have erred, and gone astray, 
Afar from thine and wisdom's way, 
And see no glimmering guiding ray, 

Still, Saviour ! plead for me,— for me. 

4 When Satan, by my sins made bold, 
Strives from thy cross to loose my hold. 
Then, with thy pitying arms, enfold. 

And plead, oh, plead for me,— for me. 

5 And, when my dying hour draws near. 
Darkened with anguish, guilt, and fear. 
Then to my fainting sight appear. 

Pleading in heaven for me,— for me. 

6 When the full light of heavenly day 
Reveals my sins in dread array. 

Say thou hast washed them all away; 
Oh ! say thou plead'st for me,— for me. 



188 



1 O THOU, to whose all-searching sight 
The darkness shineth as the light ! 
Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee; 
Oh, burst these bonds, and set it free. 

2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross ; 
Nail my affections to the cross; 
Hallow each thought; let all within 
Be clean, as thou, my Lord ! art clean. 

3 If in this darksome wild I stray, 

Be thou my Light, be thou my Way ; 

No foes, no violence I fear. 

No harm, while thou, my God, art near. 

4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow. 
When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
Jesus ! thy timely aid impart. 

And raise my head and cheer my heart. 

5 Saviour ! where'er thy steps I see. 
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee ; 
Oh, let thy hand support me still. 
And lead me to thy holy hill. 

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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



TYNDAL 



C. M. 





1 How sad our state by nature is ! 

Our sin, how deep it stains ! 
And Satan binds our captive minds 
Fast in his slavisli cliains. 

2 But there 's a voice of sovereign grace 

Sounds from the sacred word : 
"Ho! ye despairing sinners! come, 
And trust upon the Lord." 

3 My soul obeys th' almighty call. 

And runs to this relief; 
I would believe thy promise, Lord ! 
Oh, help my unbelief. 

4 To the dear fountain of thy blood. 

Incarnate God ! I fly ; 
Here let me wash my spotted soul 
From stains of deepest dye. 

5 A guilty, weak and helpless worm. 

On thy kind arms I fall ; 
Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
My Jesus and my all. 



190 



1 Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend; 

As such I look to thee; 
Now, in the fullness of thy love, 
O Lord ! remember me. 

2 Remember thy pure word of grace. 

Remember Calvary, 
Remember all thy dying groans, 
And then remember me. 
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3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God! 

I yield myself to thee ; 
While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
Dear Lord ! remember me. 

4 Lord ! I am guilty, I am vile. 

But thy salvation 's free ; 
Then, in thine all-abounding grace, 
Dear Lord ! remember me. 

5 And when I close my eyes in death, 

When creature-helps all flee. 
Then, O my dear Redeemer God! 
I pray, remember me. 



191 



1 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost, 

My Rock and Hiding-place, 
By storms of sin and sorrow tost, 
I seek thy sheltering grace. 

2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord! I cry; 

Pursued by foes, I come; 
A sinner, save me, or I die — 
An outcast, take me home. 

3 Once safe in thine almighty arms. 

Let storms come on amain ; 
There danger never, never harms; 
There death itself is gain. 

4 And when I stand before thy throne, 

And all thy glories see. 
Still be my righteousness alone 
To hide myself in thee. 



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1 Just as I am, without one plea, 
' But that thy blood was shed for me, 

And that thou bid'st me come to thee, 
: O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

; 2 Just as I am, and waiting not 

I To rid ray soul of one dark blot, 

' To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, 

: O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

. 3 Just as I am, though tossed about 
' With many a conflict, many a doubt. 
Fightings and fears within, without, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

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4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind. 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind. 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 

O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive. 

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve 5 
Because thy promise I believe, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

G Just as I am, thy love unknown 
Hath broken every barrier down ; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 



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1 Lord! take my heart, and let it be 
For ever closed to all but thee ; 

Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love for ever there. 

2 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side, 
Who thence their life and strength derive, 
And by thee move and in thee live ! 

3 What are our works but sin and death 
Till thou thy quickening Spirit breathe? 
Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move; 
Oh, wondrous grace ! Oh, boundless love ! 

4 How can it be, thou heavenly King ! 
That thou shouldst us to glory bring? 
Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
Decked with a never-fading crown? 

5 Hence our hearts melt ; our eyes o'erflow ; 
Our words are lost; nor will we know, 
Nor will we think of aught beside— 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified ! 



194 



1 I LOVE, I love thee. Lord most high ! 

Because thou first hast lov6d me; 
I seek no other liberty 
But that of being bound to thee. 

2 May memory no thought suggest 

But shall to thy pure glory tend, 
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My understanding find no rest 
Except in thee, its only end. 

3 All mine is thine; say but the word, 

Whate'er thou wiliest shall be done ; 
I know thy love, all-gracious Lord ! 
I know it seeks my good alone. 

4 Apart from thee all things are naught; 

Then grant, O my supremest Bliss, 
Grant me to love thee as I ought ; 
Thou givest all in giving this. 

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1 Jesus ! thy boundless love to me 

No thought can reach, no tongue declare ; 
Unite my thankful heart to thee, 
And reign without a rival there. 

2 Thy love, how cheering is its raj' ! 

All pain before its presence flies; 
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away 
Where'er its healing beams arise. 

3 Oh, let thy love my soul inflame, 

And to thy service sweetly bind; 
Transfuse it through my inmost frame. 
And mould me wholly to thy mind. 

4 Thy love, in sufferings, be my peace; 

Thy love, in weakness, make me strong; 
And when the storms of life shall cease, 
Thy love shall be in heaven my song. 



196 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 

198 



1 Oh, that my load of sin were gone! 

Oh, that I could at last submit 
At Jesus' feet to lay it down- 
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 

2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; 

Saviour of all ! if mine thou art. 
Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 



3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
And fully set my spirit free; 
I cannot rest till pure within, 
Till I am wholly lost in thee. 



4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ! 
Thy light and easy burden prove. 
The cross, all stained with hallowed blood. 
The labor of thy dying love. 



5 I would, but thou must give the power, 

My heart from every sin release ; 
Bring near, bring near, the joyful hour. 
And fill me with thy perfect peace. 

6 Come, Lord ! the drooping sinner cheer, 

Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ; 
Appear, in my poor heart appear ! 
My God, my Saviour ! come away ! 



197 



1 There is none other name than thine, 
Jehovah Jesus ! name divine 

On which to rest for sins forgiven. 

For peace with God, for hope of heaven. 

2 There is none other name than thine. 
When cares and fears and griefs are mine; 
That with a gracious power can heal 
Each care and fear and grief I feel. 

3 There is none other name than thine. 
When called my spirit to resign. 

To bear me through that latest strife, 
And e'en in death to be my life. 

4 Name above every name! thy praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days; 
Jehovah Jesus! name divine. 
Rock of salvation, thou art mine. 

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1 Deep are the wounds which sin hath made ; 

Where shall the sinner find a cure? 
In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; 
The work exceeds all nature's power. 

2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns 

With fatal strengtli in every part; 
The dire contagion fills the veins, 
And spreads its poison to the heart. 

3 And can no sovereign balm be found? 

And is no kind physician nigh 
To ease the pain and heal the wound. 
Ere life and hope for ever fly? 



4 There is a great Physician near; 

Look up, O fainting soul ! and live ; 
See, in his heavenly smiles appear 
Such ease as nature cannot give. 

5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood 

Life, health and bliss abundant flow; 
'Tis only this dear sacred flood 
Can ease thy pain and heal thy woe. 



199 



1 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb 

With wonder, gratitude and love ; 
To take away our guilt and shame. 
See him. descending from above ! 

2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid ; 

He meekly bore the mighty load ; 
Our ransom-price he fully paid, 
In groans and tears, in sweat and bloocL 

3 To save a guilty world he dies ; 

Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! 
To him lift up your longing eyes. 
And hope for mercy in his name. 

4 Pardon and peace through him abound; 

He can the richest blessings give; 
Salvation in his name is found; 
He bids the dying sinner live. 

5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee ; 

Where else can helpless sinners go? 
Thy boundless love shall set me free 
From all my wretchedness and woe. 
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1 Jesus! engrave it on my heart 
That thou the one thing needful art; 
I could from all things parted be, 
But never, never. Lord, from thee. 

2 Needful is thy most precious blood 
To reconcile my soul to God, 
Needful is thy indulgent care. 
Needful thy all-prevailing prayer. 

8 Needful thy presence, dearest Lord, 
True peace and comfort to afford. 
Needful thy promise, to impart 
Fresh life and vigor to my heart. 

4 Needful art thou, my Guide, my Stay, 
Through all life's dark and weary way; 
Nor less in death thou 'It needful be 
To bring my spirit home to thee. 

6 Then needful still, my God, my King, 
Thy name eternally I'll sing! 
Glory and praise be ever his— 
The one thing needful Jesus Is! 



201 



1 Jesus, the spring of joys divine 

Whence all our hopes and comforts flow- 
Jesus, no other name but thine 
Can save us from eternal woe. 

2 In vain would boasting r( ason find 

The way to happiness and God: 
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Her weak directions leave the mind 
Bewildered in a dubious road. 

3 No other name will heaven approve; 

Thou art the true, the living way, 
Ordained by everlasting love. 
To the bright realms of endless day. 

4 Safe lead us through this world of night, 

And bring us to the blissful plains. 
The regions of unclouded light, 
"Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 



202 



1 Complete in thee ! no work of mine 
May take, dear Lord, the place of thine; 
Thy blood has pardon bought for me. 
And I am now complete in thee. 

2 Complete in thee! no more shall sin 
Thy grace has conquered reign within ; 
Thy voice will bid the tempter flee, 
And I shall stand complete in thee. 

3 Complete in thee! each want supplied. 
And no good thing to me denied; 
Since thou my portion, Lord, wilt be, 

I ask no more, complete in thee, 

4 Dear Saviour! when, before thy bar, 
All tribes and tongues assembled are, 
Among thy chosen may I be 

At thy right hand, complete in thee. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



203 



1 Jesus demands this heart of mine- 
Demands my wish, my joy, my care ; 
But, ah ! how dead to things divine, 
How cold, my best afl'ections are ! 

' 2 'Tis sin, alas! with dreadful power. 
Divides my Saviour from my sight; 
Oh, for one happy, shining hour 
Of sacred freedom, sweet delight ! 

3 Oh, let thy love shine forth and raise 
My captive powers from sin and death, 
And fill my heart and life with praise, 
And tune my last expiring breath. 



204 



1 Oh, that I could for ever dwell. 

With Mary at the Saviour's feet. 

And view the form I love so well, 

And all his tender words repeat. 

2 The world shut out from all my soul. 

And heaven brought in with all its bliss; 
1 Oh, is there aught, from pole to pole. 
One moment, to compare with this? 

j3 This is the hidden life I prize— 

I A life of penitential love; 

\ When most my follies I despise, 

! And raise my highest thoughts above ; 

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4 When all I am I clearly see, 

j And freely own, with deepest shame ; 
When the Redeemer's love to me 
Kindles within a deathless flame. 

5 Thus tt^ould I live till nature fail, 

And all my former sins forsake; 
Then rise to God, within the veil, 
And of eternal joys partake. 



205 



1 Thou only Sovereign of my heart, 

My Refuge, my almighty Friend, 
How can my soul fi*om thee depart. 
On whom alone my hopes depend ? 

2 Whither, ah ! whither, shall I go, 

A wretched wand'rer from my Lord? 
Can this dark world of sin and woe 
One glimpse of happiness aflbrd? 

3 Thy name my inmost powers adore. 

Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; 
Depart from thee ! 'tis death, 'tis more— 
'Tis endless ruin, deep despair! 



4 Low at thy feet my soul would lie, 
Here safety dwells and peace divine; 
Still let me live beneath thine eye. 
For life, eternal life, is tbine. 



206 



1 Ah, wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, 
That can from Jesus thus depart. 
Thus, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 
Forgetful of a Saviour's love! 

2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay. 
And chide each vanity away ; 
There's naught beneath a power divine 
That can this roving heart confine. 

3 Jesus! to thee I would return. 

At thy dear feet, repentant, mourn ; 
There let me view thy pai'doning love. 
And never from thy sight remove. 

4 Oh, let thy love, with sweet control, 
Bind all the passions of my soul; 
Bid every vanity depart. 

And dwell for ever in my heart. 



207 



1 Not yet, ye people of his grace. 
Ye see your Saviour face to face ; 
Not yet rejoicing eyes ye bring 
Unto the glory of your King. 

2 Ye follow in his steps below, 
Along his thorny way ye go. 
Ye stand his bitter cross beside, 
Ye cling to him, the Crucified. 

3 Upon his grace ye banquet here; 

Ye know him true, ye feel him near; 
The balm of his dear blood ye bless; 
Ye wear his robe of righteousness. 

4 But greater shall the wonder grow. 
But mightier shall the joy o'erflow; 
Upon your Lord ye yet shall gaze 
And look your love and sweet amaze. 

5 Oh, make me meet for joy like this ! 
Oh, grant me grace to bear the bUsb ! 
To set my heart on thee below. 

Nor other lord or love to know. 

6 Then shall I set mine eyes on thee; 
The King in all his beauty see ; 
And gazing on for evermore. 
Glow with the beauty I adore. 

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1 Now I resolve with all my heart, 

With all my powers, to serve the Lord, 
Nor from his precepts e'er depart 
Whose service is a rich reward. 

2 Oh, be this service all my joy ! 

Around let my example shine. 

Till others love the blest employ, 

And join in labors so divine. 

3 Be this the purpose of my soul, 

My solemn, my determined, choice. 
To yield to his supreme control, 
And in his kind commands rejoice. 



4 Oh, may I never faint nor tire. 

Nor wandering leave his sacred ways; 
Great God ! accept my soul's desire, 
And give me strength to live thy praise. 



209 



^ My gracious Lord ! I own thy right 
To every service I can pay ; 
And call it my supreme delight 
To hear thy dictates and obey. 

2 What is my being but for thee. 

Its sure support, its noblest end, 
Thine ever-smiling face to see. 
And serve the cause of such a Friend? 

3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, 

Or to increase my worldly good; 
Nor future days or powers employ 
To spread a sounding name abroad. 
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4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live. 

To him who for my ransom died; 
Nor could untainted Eden give 
Such bliss as blossoms at his side. 

5 His work my hoary age shall bless 

When youthful vigor is no more. 
And my last hour of life confess 
His dying love, his saving power. 



210 



1 Oh, happy day that fixed my choice 

On thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice. 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

2 Oh, happy bond that seals my vows 

To him who merits all my love ! 
Let cheerful anthems fill his house 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done— the great transaction's done; 

I am my Lord's, and he is mine; 
He drew me, and I followed on. 
Rejoiced to own the call divine. 

4 Now rest, my long-divided heart! I 

Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; | 

Here have I found a nobler part, * 

Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 

5 High heaven, that hears the solemn vow. 

That vow renewed shall daily hear; 
Till in life's latest hour I bow. 
And bless in death a bond so dear. 



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AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 

214 



1 Lord ! I am thine, entirely thine, 
Purchased and saved by blood divine ; 
With full consent thine I would be. 
And own thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of thy grace— 
A wretched sinner, lost to God, 

But ransomed by Immanuel's blood. 

3 Thee my new Master now I call, 
And consecrate to thee my all ; 
Thine would I live, thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity. 



212 



1 Forth in thy name, O Lord ! I go, 

My daily labor to pursue. 
Thee, only thee, resolved to know, 
In all I think or speak or do. 

2 Give me to bear thine easy yoke, 

And every moment watch and pray, 
And still to things eternal look. 
And hasten to thy glorious day. 

3 Fain would I still for thee employ 

j Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given, 

; And run my course with even joy, 

I And closely walk with thee to heaven. 



213 



1 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt "? 
Lord ! I would seize the golden hour ; 
I pray to be released from guilt. 
And freed from sin and Satan's power. 

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' 2 More of thy presence, Lord ! impart; 
i More of thine image let me bear ; 

' Erect thy throne within my heart, 
And reign without a rival there. 

{ 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed. 

And from thy joy to draw my strength, 
I To have thy boundless love revealed 
I In all its height and breadth and length. 

' 4 Grant these requests ; I ask no more. 
But to thy care the rest resign 
Sick or in health or rich or poor. 
All shall be well if thou art mine. 



1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 
"Strength shall be equal to thy day;" 
Then I rejoice in deep distress. 
Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 

2 I glory in infirmity. 

That Christ's own power may rest on me ; 
When I am weak, then am I strong; 
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 

3 I can do all things, or can bear 

All sufferings, if my Lord be there; 
Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains 
While his kind hand my soul sustains. 



215 



1 So let our lips and lives express 
The holy gospel we profess ; 

So let our works and virtues shine 
To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
The honors of our Saviour God, 
When his salvation reigns within. 
And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Religion bears our spirits up. 
While we expect that blessed hope, 
The bright appearance of the Lord, 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 



216 



1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord ! 
I read my duty in thy word ; 
But in thy life the law appears 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal. 
Such def'rence to thy Father's will. 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air 
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer; 
The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict and thy vict'ry too. 

4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here; 

Then God the Judge shall own my name, 
Among the foU'wers of the Lamb. 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 

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1 In evil long I took delight, 

Unawed by shame or fear. 
Till a new object struck my sight 
And stopped my wild career. 

2 I saw One hanging on a tree 

In agonies and blood, 
Who fixed his languid eyes on me 
As near his cross I stood. 

3 Sure never till my latest breath 

Can I forget that look ; 
It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt. 

And plunged me in despair; 

I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 

And helped to nail him there. 

5 Alas ! I knew not what I did! 

But now my tears are vain : 
Where shall my trembling soul be hid? 
For I the Lord have slain ! 

6 A second look he gave, which said, 

" I freely all forgive ; 
This blood is for thy ransom paid; 
I die that thou mayst live." 

7 Thus, while his death my sin displays 

In all its blackest hue, 
Such is the mystery of grace, 
It seals my pardon too. 
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1 Oh, may my heart, by grace renewed, 

Be my Redeemer's throne; 
And be my stubborn will subdued, 
His government to own. 

2 Let deep repentance, faith and love 

Be joined with godly fear. 
And all my conversation prove 
My heart to be sincere. 

3 Preserve me from the snares of sin 

Through my remaining days, 
And in me let each virtue shine 
To my Redeemer's praise. 

4 Let lively hope my soul inspire; 

Let warm affections rise; 
And may I wait with strong desire 
To mount above the skies ! 



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1 Dear Saviour ! when my thoughts recall 

The wonders of thy grace. 
Low at thy feet, ashamed, I fall, 
And hide this wretched face. 

2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid? 

Ah, vile, ungrateful heart ! 
By earth's low cares so oft betrayed 
From Jesus to depart. 

3 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, 

The penitential sigh. 
Confirm the kind, forgiving word, 
With pity in thine eye! 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 




220 



1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 

A guilty rebel lies, 
And upward to thy mercy-seat 
Presumes to lift his eyes. 

2 If tears of sorrow would suffice 

To pay the debt I owe. 
Tears should from both my weeping eyes 
In ceaseless torrents flow. 

3 But no such sacrifice I plead 

To expiate my guilt; 
No tears but those which thou hast shed, 
No blood but thou hast spilt. 

4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! 

And all my sins forgive; 
Justice will well approve the word 
That bids the sinner live. 



221 



1 When, wounded sore, the stricken soul 

Lies bleeding and unbound, 

One only hand, a pierced hand. 

Can heal the sinner's wound. 

2 "When sorrow swells the laden breast 

And tears of anguish flow, 
One only heart, a broken heart, 
Can feel the sinner's woe. 

3 When penitence has wept in vain 

Over some foul, dark spot, 



One only stream, a stream of blood, 
Can wash away the blot. 

4 'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white. 

His hand that brings relief: 
His heart thafs touched with all our joys. 
And feeleth for our grief. 

5 Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord! 

Unseal that cleansing tide; 
We have no shelter from our sin 
But in thy wounded side. 



222 



1 Oh, for that tenderness of heart 

That bows before the Lord, 
That owns how just and good thou art. 
And trembles at thy word. 

2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears 

Which from repentance flow. 
That sense of guilt which, trembling, fears 
The long-suspended blow. 

3 Saviour ! to me in pity give. 

For sin, the deep distress, 
The pledge thou wilt at last receive, 
And bid me die in peace. 

4 Oh, fill my soul with faith and love, 

And strength to do thy will ; 

Raise my desires and hopes above, 

Thyself to me reveal. 

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1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 

And all the world go free? 
No ; there's a cross for every one, 
And there's a cross for me. 

2 The consecrated cross I'll bear 

Till death shall set me free. 
And then go home my crown to wear. 
For there's a crown for me. 

3 Upon the crystal pavement, down 

At Jesus' piercM feet, 
Joyful, I'll cast my golden crown, 
And his dear name repeat. 

4 And palms shall wave and harps shall ring 

Beneath heaven's arches high ; 
The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing. 
That lives no more to die. 

5 Oh, precious cross ! oh, glorious crown ! 

Oh, resurrection day ! 
Ye angels, from the stars come down. 
And bear my soul away. 

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1 Ye men and angels! witness now, 

Before the Lord we speak ; 
To him we make our solemn vow, 
A vow we dare not break— 

2 That long as life itself shall last 

Ourselves to Christ we yield ; 
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Nor from his cause will we depart, 
Nor ever quit the field. 

3 We trust not in our native strength, 

But on his grace rely ; 
May he, with our returning wants, 
A needful aid supply. 

4 Oh, guide our doubtful feet aright, 

And keep us in thy ways; 
And while we turn our vows to prayers, 
Turn thou our prayers to praise. 



225 



1 I'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 

Or to defend his cause, • 
Maintain the honor of his word, 
The glory of his cross. 

2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name, 

His name is all my trust ; 
Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands. 

And he can well secure 
What I've committed to his hands 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 

Before his Father's face. 

And in the new Jerusalem 

Appoint my soul a place. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES, 
BOWDOIN SQUARE. 



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226 

1 Lord ! as to thy dear cross we flee 

And plead to be forgiven, 
So let thy life our pattern be, 
And form our souls for heaven. 

2 Help us, through good report and ill, 

Our daily cross to bear ; 
Like thee, to do our Father's will. 
Our brethren's griefs to share. 

3 Let grace our selfishness expel, 

Our earthliness refine. 
And kindness in our bosoms dwell 
As free and true as thine. 

4 If joy shall at thy bidding fiy, 

And grief's dark day come on. 
We, in our turn, would meekly cry, 
" Father ! thy will be done !" 



227 



1 And must I part with all I have. 

My dearest Lord, for thee ? 
It is but right, since thou hast done 
Much more than this for me. 

2 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives. 

How worthless they appear, 
Compared with thee, supremely good. 
Divinely bright and fair ! 

3 Saviour of souls, while I from thee 

A single smile obtain. 
Though destitute of all things else, 
I'll glory in my gain. 



1 O Fount of good, to own thy love 

Our thankful hearts incline : 
What can we render. Lord, to thee, 
When all the worlds are thine? 

2 But thou hast needy brethren here. 

Partakers of thy grace. 
Whose names thou wilt thyself confess 
Before the Father's face. 

3 In each sad accent of distress 

Thy pleading voice is heard; 
In them thou mayst be clothed and fed. 
And visited and cheered. 

4 Help us then. Lord, thy yoke to wear. 

To joy to do thy will ; 
Each other's burdens gladly bear. 
And love's sweet law fulfill. 

5 Thy face with reverence and with love 

We in thy poor would see, 
And while we minister to them 
Would do it as to thee. 

6 Do thou, O Lord, our alms accept. 

And with thy blessing speed; 

Bless us in giving; greatly bless 

Our gifts to them that need. 

7 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom we adore. 
Be glory, as it was, is now. 
And shall be evermore. 

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1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 

In a believer's ear ! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And, to the weary, rest. 

3 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 

My Prophet, Priest and King ! 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End! 
Accept the praise I bring. 

4 Weak is the effort of my heart. 

And cold my warmest thought; 
But when I see thee as thou art, 
I'll praise thee as I ought. 

5 Till then I would thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name 
Refresh my soul in death. 



230 



1 JKiiUS, my Saviour! bind me fast 

In cords of heavenlj' love; 
Then sweetly draw me to thy breast 
Nor let me thence remove. 

2 Draw me from all created good, 

From self, the world and sin. 
To the dear fountain of tliy blood. 
And make me pure within. 

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Oh, lead me to thy mercy-seat, 

Attract me nearer still : 
Draw me, like Mary, to thy feet, 

To sit and learn thy will. 

Oh, draw me by thy providence, 

Thy Spirit and thy word. 
From all the things of time and sense. 

To thee, my gracious Lord. 



231 



1 Jesus! these eyes have never seen 

That radiant form of thine ; 
The veil of sense hangs dark between 
Thy blessed face and mine. 

2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, 

Yet art thou oft with me. 
And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot 
As where I meet with thee. 

3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought 

When slumbers o'er me roll. 
Thine image ever fills my thought, 
And charms my ravished soul. 

1 Yet though I have not seen, and still 
Must rest in faith alone, 
I love thee, dearest Lord I and will, 
Unseen, but not unknown. 

5 Wlien death these mortal eyes shall seal 
And still this throbbing heart. 
The rending veil shall thee reveal 
All glorious as thou art. 



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BERNARD. 



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1 Jesus ! the very thought of thee 

With sweetness fills my breast; 
But sweeter far thy face to see, 
And in thy presence rest. 

2 Nor voice can sing, nor lieart can frame, 

Nor can the memory find, 
A sweeter sound than thy blest name, 
O Saviour of mankind ! 

3 Hope of every contrite heart, 

O Joy of all the meek ! 
To those who fall how kind thou art, 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those that find? Ah ! this 

Nor tongue nor pen can show ; 
The love of Jesus— what it is 
None but his loved ones know. 

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1 The Saviour ! oh what endless charms 

Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
Its influence every fear disarms. 
And spreads sweet comfort round. 

2 Th' almighty Former of the skies 

Stooped to our vile abode, 
While angels viewed with wond'ring eyes, 
And hailed th' incarnate God. 

3 Oh, the rich depth of love divine! 

Of bliss a boundless store! 



Dear Saviour! let me call thee mine, 
I cannot wish for moi'e. 

4 On thee alone my hope relies, 
Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, 
My Saviour and my All. 



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1 Dearest of all the names above, 

My Jesus and my God ! 
Who can resist thy heavenly love, 
Or trifie with thy blood ? 

2 'Tis by the merits of thy death 

The Father smiles again ; 
'Tis by thine interceding breath 
The Spirit dwells with men. 

3 Till God in human fiesh I see 

My thoughts no comfort find ; 
The holy, just and sacred Three 
Are terrors to my mind. 

4 But if Immanuel's face appear. 

My hope, my joy, begins; 
His name forbids my slavish fear. 
His grace removes my sins. 

5 While Jews on their own law rely. 

And Greeks of wisdom boast, 

I love th' incarnate mystery. 

And there I fix my trust. 

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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



MANOAH. 



C. M. 




235 



1 Lord ! it belongs not to my care 

Whether I die or live; 
To love and serve thee is my share, 
And this thy grace must give. 

2 If life be long, I will be glad 

That I may long obey ; 
If short, yet why should I be sad 
To soar to endless day? 

3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms 

Than he went through before; 
He that into God's kingdom comes 
Must enter by this door. 

4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet 

Thy blessed face to see ; 
For if thy work on earth be sweet, 
What will thy glory be? 



236 



1 O THOU from whom all goodness flows, 

I lift my heart to thee ; 
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
Good Lord, remember me. 

2 If on my aching, burdened heart 

My sins lie heavily. 
Thy pardon grant, thy peace impart: 
In love remember me. 

3 If trials sore obstruct my way. 

And ills I cannot flee. 
Then let my strength be as my day; 
Good liOrd, remember me. 
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4 If worn with pain, disease and grief 

This feeble frame should be. 
Grant patience, rest and kind relief: 
Good Lord, remember me. 

5 And oh, when in the hour of death 

I bow to thy decree, 
Jesus ! receive my parting breath ; 
Good Lord, remember me. 



237 



1 If Christ is mine, then all is mine, 
And more than angels know ; 
Both present things and things to come, 
And grace and glory too. 



2 If he is mine, I need not fear 

The rage of earth and hell ; 
He will support my feeble frame, 
And all their power repel. 

3 If he is mine, let friends forsake, 

And earthly comforts flee; 

He, the Dispenser of all good, 

Is more than these to me. 



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4 If he is mine, I'll fearless pass 

Through death's tremendous vale; 

He'll be my comfort and my stay 

When heart and flesh shall fail. 

5 Let Jesus tell me he is mine; 

I nothing want beside; 
My soul shall at the Fountain live 
When all the streams are dried. 



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ELIZABETHTOWN. 



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1 Sweet was the time when first I felt 

The Saviour's pardning blood 
Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
And bring me home to God. 

2 Soon as the morn the light revealed 

His praises tuned my tongue ; 
And when the evening shades prevailed, 
I His love was all my song. 

3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord 

And saw his glory shine ; 
And when I read his holy word, 
I called each promise mine. 

4 But now, when evening shade prevails, 

Mj' soul in darkness mourns; 
And when the morn the light reveals. 
No light to me returns. 

5 Rise, Lord ! and help me to prevail; 

Oh, make my soul thy care : 
I know thy mercy cannot fail- 
Let me that mercy share. 



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1 Thou art the Way— to thee alone 

From sin and death we flee; 
And he who would the Father seek 
Must seek him, Lord I by thee. 

2 Thou art the Truth— thy word alone 

True wisdom can impart ; 
Thou only canst instruct the mind 
And purify the heart. 



3 Thou art the Life— the rending tomb 

Proclaims thy conquering arm ; 
And those who put their trust in thee 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life ; 

.Grant us that Way to know, 
That Truth to keep, that Life to win, 
"\\Tiose joys eternal flow. 



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1 All ye who seek for sure relief 

In trouble and distress, 
Whatever sorrow vex the mind. 
Or guilt the soul oppress, 

2 Jesus, who gave himself for you 

Upon the cross to die. 
Opens to you his sacred heart : 
Oh, to that heart draw nigh. 

3 Ye hear how kindly he invites; 

Ye hear his words so blest : 

"All ye that labor, come to me. 

And I will give you rest." 

4 O Jesus ! joy of saints on high, 

Thou hope of sinners here. 
Attracted by those loving words, 
To thee I lift my prayer. 

5 Wash thou my wounds in that dear blood 

Which forth from thee doth flow ; 
New grace, new hope, inspire; a new 
And better heart bestow. 

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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



SALZBURG. 



C. M. 




1 My God ! the spring of all my joys. 

The life of my delights, 
The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights. 

2 In darkest shades, if he appear. 

My dawning is begun ; 
He is my soul's bright morning star,* 
And he my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 

With beams of sacred bliss. 
While Jesus shows his heart is mine. 
And whispers I am his. 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 

At. that transporting word ; 
Run up with joy the shining way 
To embrace my dearest Lord. 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 

I'd break through every foe; 
The wings of love and arms of faith 
Should bear me conqueror through. 



242 



1 Tnou lovely Source of true delight 

Whom I unseen adore! 
Unveil thy beauties to my sight 
That I may love thee more. 

2 Thy glory o'er creation shines, 

But in thy sacred word 
I rend, in fairer, brighter lines, 
My bleeding, dying Lord. 
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3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop. 

And sin and sorrow rise. 
Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope, 
My fainting heart supplies. 

4 But ah, too soon the pleasing scene 

Is clouded o'er with pain ; 
My gloomy fears rise dark between, 
And I again complain. 

5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light! 

Oh, come with blissful raj- ; 
Break radiant through the shades of nigh^ 
And chase my fears away. 



243 



1 O Lord! I would delight in thee. 

And on thy care depend; 

To thee in every trouble flee. 

My best, my only Friend ! 

2 When all created streams are dried, 

Thy fullness is the same; 

May I with this be satisfied, 

And glory in thy name. 

3 No good in creatures c^n be found 

But may be found in theo; 
I must have all things, and abound, 
While God is God to me. 



4 O Lord ! I cast my care on thee ; 
I triumph and adore; 
Henceforth my great concern shall be 
To love and praise thee more. 



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PHUVAH. 



C. M. 





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1 My God ! I love thee, not because 

I hope for heaven thereby ; 
Nor yet because, if I love not, 
I must for ever die. 

2 Thou, O ray Jesus ! thou didst me 

Upon the cross embrace; 
For me didst bear the nails and spear. 
And manifold disgrace, 

3 And griefs and torments numberless, 

And sweat of agony, 
Yea, death itself; and all for me, 
Who was thine enemy. 

4 Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ! 

Should I not love thee well? 
Not for the sake of winning heaven, 
Nor of escaping hell : 

5 Not with the hope of gaining aught; 

Not seeking a reward ; 
But as thyself hast loved me, 
O ever-loving Lord ! 

6 So would I love thee, dearest Lord, 

And in thy praise will sing; 



Solely because thou art my God, 
And my eternal King. 



245 



1 Lord Jesus! are we one with thee? 

Oh height, oh depth, of love! 
With thee we died upon the tree. 
In thee we live above. 

2 Such was thy grace that for our sake 

Thou didst from heaven come down. 
Thou didst of flesh and blood partake, 
In all our sorrows one. 

3 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine. 

Confessed and borne by thee. 
The gall, the curse, the wrath, were thine, 
To set thy members free. 

4 Ascended now in glory bright, 

Still one with us thou art; 
Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, 
Thy saints and thee can part. 

5 Soon, soon shall come that glorious day 

When, seated on thy throne, 

Thou Shalt to wondering worlds display 

That thou with us art one. 

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1 Do NOT I love thee, O my Lord? 

Behold my heart, and see ; 
And turn each worthless idol out 
That dares to rival thee. 

2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? 

Then let me nothing love ; 
Dead be my heart to every joy 
Which thou dost not approve. 

8 Is not thy name melodious still 
To mine attentive ear? 
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
My Saviour's voice to hear? 

4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 

I would disdain to feed? 
Hast thou a foe before whose face 
I fear thy cause to plead? 

5 Would not my heart pour forth its blood 

In honor of thy name. 
And challenge the cold hand of death 
To damp the immortal flame? 

6 Thou knowest I love thee, dearest Lord ! 

But oh, I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
And learn to love thee more. 



247 



1 Let worldly minds the world pursue- 

It has no charms for me ; 
Once I admired its trifles too, 
But grace hath set me free. 

2 Its joys can now no longer please, 

Nor e'en content afl"ord ; 
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Far from my heart be joys like these, 
For I have seen the Lord. 

3 As by the light of opening day 

The stars are all concealed, 
So earthly pleasures fade away 
When Jesus is revealed. 

4 Creatures no more divide my choice — 

I bid them all depart; 
His name, his love, his gracious voice, 
Have fixed my roving heart. 

5 And may I hope that thou wilt own 

A worthless worm like me? 
Dear Lord! I would be thine alone, 
And wholly live to thee. 



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1 Compared with Christ, in all beside 

No comeliness I see; 
The one thing needful, dearest Lord! 
Is to be one with thee. 

2 The sense of thy expiring love 

Into my soul convey ; 
Thyself bestow ; for thee alone, 
My All-in-all, I pray. 

3 Less than thyself will not sufllce 

My comfort to restore ; 
More than thyself I cannot crave. 
And thou canst give no more. 

4 Whate'er consists not with thy love. 

Oh, teach me to resign ; 
I'm rich to all th' intents of bliss 
If thou, O God, art mine. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



DITGHLING. 



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1 Jesus, I love thy charming name, 
'Tis music to mine ear ; 

Fain would I sound it out so loud 
That earth and heaven should hear. 

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 
My transport and my trust; 

Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

8 All my capacious powers can wish 
In thee doth richly meet; 
Nor to mine ej-es is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart. 
And sheds its fragrance there, 

I The noblest balm of all its wounds, 

I The cordial of its care, 

5 I'll speak the honors of thy name 

I "With my last lab'ring breath ; 

i Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms. 
The antidote of death. 



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1 O Jesus ! thou the beauty art 

Of angel worlds above ; 
Thy name is music to the heart, 
Enchanting it with love. 

2 O Jesus, Saviour ! hear the sighs 

Which unto thee I send ; 
To thee mine inmost spirit cries, 
My being's hope and end. 



3 Stay with us. Lord ! and with thy light 

Illume the soul's abyss; 
Scatter the darkness of our night. 
And fill the world with bliss. 

4 O Jesus, King of earth and heaven ! 

Our life and joy ! to thee 
Be honor, thanks and blessing given 
Through all eternity ! 



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1 O Jesus! King most wonderful. 

Thou Conqueror renowned. 

Thou sweetness most ineffable, 

In whom all joys are found ! 

2 When once thou visitest the heart, 

Then truth begins to shine; 
Then earthly vanities depart ; 
Then kindles love divine. 

3 O Jesus, Light of all below ! 

Thou Fount of life and fire ! 
Surpassing all the joys we know. 
All that we can desire, 

4 May every heart confess thy name. 

And ever thee adore ; 
And seeking thee, itself inflame 
To seek thee more and more. 

5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless; 

Thee may we love alone ; 

And ever in our lives express 

The image of thine own. 

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1 Jesus, thou art my righteousness, 

For all my sins were thine; 
Thy death hath bought of God my peace, 
Thy life hath made him mine. 

2 Spotless and just in thee I am ; 

I feel my sins forgiven ; 
I taste salvation in thy name. 
And antedate my heaven. 

3 For ever here my rest shall be, 

Close to thy bleeding side ; 
This all my hope and all my plea. 
For me the Saviour died ! 

4 My dying Saviour and my God, 

Fountain for guilt and sin, 
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood. 
And cleanse and keep me clean ! 

5 "Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; 

Wash me, and mine thou art; 

Wash me, but not my feet alone— 

My hands, my head, my heart! 

6 The atonement of thy blood apply. 

Till faith to sight Improve, 

Till hope in full fruition die. 

And all my soul be love. 
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253 



1 O THOU whose sacred feet have trod 

The thorny path of woe ! 
Forbid that I should slight the rod 
Or faint beneath the blow. 

2 My spirit to its chastening stroke 

I meekly would resign. 
Nor murmur at the heaviest yoke 
That tells me I am thine. 

3 Give me the spirit of thy trust 

To suflfer as a son. 
To say, though lying in the dust, 
My Father's will be done. 

4 I know that trial works for ends 

Too high for sense to trace. 
That oft in dark attire he sends 
Some embassy of grace. 

5 May none depart till I have gained 

The blessing which it bears. 
And learn, though late, I entertain 
An angel unawares. 

6 So shall I bless the hour that sent 

The mercy of the rod. 
And build an altar by the tent 
Where I have met with God. 



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When languor and disease invade 

This trembling house of clay, 
'Tis sweet to look beyond the flesh, 

And long to fly away- 
Sweet to look inward, and attend 

The whispers of his love ; 
Sweet to look upward to the place 

AVhere Jesus pleads above ; 

Sweet to reflect how grace divine 

My sins on Jesus laid; 
Sweet to remember that his blood 

My debt of suflerings paid ; 
Sweet on his righteousness to stand, 

Which saves from second death ; 
Sweet to experience, day by day. 

His Spirit's quickening breath ; 

Sweet, in the confidence of faith, 

To trust his firm decrees ; 
Sweet to lie passive in his hands, 

And know no will but his. 
If such the sweetness of the stream. 

What must the fountain be 
Where saints and angels draw their bliss 

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1 I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 

" Come unto me and rest ; 
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon my breast." 
I came to Jesus as I was. 

Weary, and worn, and sad; 
I found in him a resting-place, 

And he has made nae glad. 

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

" Behold, I freely give 
The living water ; thirsty one. 

Stoop down and drink, and live." 
I came to Jesus, and I drank 

Of that life-giving stream; 
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 

And now I live in him. 

3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

" I am this dark world's light ; 
Look unto me: thy morn shall rise 

And all thy day be bright." 
I looked to Jesus, and I found 

In him my Star, my Sun ; 
And in that light of life I'll walk, 

'Till traveling days are done. 

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1 O Jesus Christ ! if aught there be 

That, more than all beside, 
In ever painful memory 
Must in my heart abide, 

2 It is that deep ingratitude 

Which I to thee have shown, 
Who didst for me in tears and blood 
Upon the cross atone. 

3 Alas ! how with my actions all 

Has this defect entwined ! 
How has it poisoned with its gall 
My spirit, heart and mind ! 

4 Alas! through this, how many a gem 

I've rudely cast away 
That might have formed my diadem 
In everlasting day ! 

6 Yet though the time be past and gone, 
Though little more remains. 
Though naught is all that can be done 
E'en with my utmost pains, 

6 Still will I strive, O Saviour mine! 

To do what in me lies ; 

For never did thy glance divine 

A contrite heart despise. 
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1 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve 

In this our evil day ; 
To all thy tempted followers give 
The power to trust and pray. 

2 Long as our fierj' trials last, 

Long as the cross we bear. 
Oh, let our souls on thee be cast 
In never-ceasing prayer. 

3 Thy Holy Spirit's praying grace 

Give us in faith to claim ; 
To wrestle till we see thy face, 
And know thy hidden name. 

4 Till thou the Father's love impart, 

Till thou thyself bestow, 
Be this the cry of every heart, 
I will not let thee go— 

5 I will not let thee go unless 

Thou tell thy name to me; 
With ail thy great salvation bless. 
And say. " I died for thee." 

6 Then let me on the mountain-top 

Behold thine open face, 
Till faith in sight is swallowed up, 
And prayer in endless praise. 



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1 O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord! 

Forgive me if I say. 
For very love, thy sacred name 
A thousand times a day. 

2 I love thee so I know not how 

My transports to control ; 
Thy love is like a burning fire 
Within my very soul. 

3 Oh, wonderful, that thou shouldst let 

So vile a heart as mine 
Love thee with such a love as this, 
And make so free with thine ! 

4 O Light in darkness ! Joy in grief! 

O heaven begun on earth ! 
Jesus, my Love, my Treasure ! who 
Can tell what thou art worth? 



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1 O THOU who driest the mourner's tear! 

How dark this world would be 
If, when deceived and wounded here, 
We could not fly to thee ! 

2 The friends who in our sunshine live 

When winter comes are flown ; 
And he who has but tears to give 
Must weep those tears alone. 

3 Oh, who would bear life's stormy doom 

Did not thy wing of love 
Come, brightly wafting through the gloom 
Our peace-branch from above ? 

4 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright 

With more than rapture's ray. 
As darkness shows us worlds of light 
We never saw by day. 



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1 Oh that I could repent, 

With all my idols part, 
And to thy gracious eye present 
A humble, contrite heart ! 

2 A heart with grief oppressed 

For having grieved my God ; 
A troubled heart that cannot rest 
Till sprinkled with Christ's blood, 

3 Jesus ! on me bestow 

The penitent desire; 
"VVitli true sincerity of woe 
My aching breast inspire. 

4 With softening pity look 

And melt my hardness down ; 
Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
And break this heart of stone. 

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1 How heavy is the night 

That hangs upon our eyes, 
Till Christ, with his reviving light. 
Over our souls arise! 

2 Our guilty spirits dread 

To meet the wrath of heaven ; 
JUit in his righteousness arrayed, 
We see our sins forgiven. 

3 Unholy and impure 

Are all our thoughts and ways; 
His hands infected nature cure 
With sanctifying graoe. 
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4 The powers of hell agree 

To hold our souls in vain; 
He sets the sons of bondage free. 
And breaks the curs6d chain. 

5 Lord ! we adore thy ways 

To bring us near to God, 
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace 
And thine atoning blood. 



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1 Ah ! how shall fallen man 

Be just before his God? 
If he contend in righteousness. 
We fall beneath his rod. 

2 If he our ways should mark 

With strict inquiring eyes, 
Could we, for one of thousand faults, 
A just excuse devise? 

3 All-seeing, powerful God! 

Who can with thee contend? 
Or who that tries the unequal strife 
Shall prosper in the end? 

4 The mountains, in thy wrath. 

Their ancient seats forsake; 
The trembling earth deserts her place, 
Her rooted pillars shake. 

5 Ah ! how shall guilty man 

Contend with such a God? 
None— none can meet him, and escape. 
But through the Saviour's blood. 



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1 Dear Saviour! we are thine 

By everlasting bands; 
Our names, our hearts, we would resign, 
Our souls, into thy hands. 

2 To thee we still would cleave 

With ever-growing zeal ; 
If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
Oh, let them ne'er prevail. 

3 Thy Spirit shall unite 

Our souls to thee, our head. 
Shall form in us thine image bright. 
That we thy paths may tread. 

i Death may our souls divide 
From these abodes of clay. 
But love shall keep us near thy side 
Through all the gloomy way. 

5 Since Christ and we are one. 

Why should we doubt and fear? 
If he in heaven hath fixed his throne. 
He'll fix his members there. 



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1 My spirit on thy care. 

Blest Saviour, I recline; 
Thou wilt not leave me to despair, 
For thou art love divine. 

2 In thee I place my trust, 

On thee I calmly rest ; 



I know thee good, I know thee just. 
And count thy choice the best. 

3 Whate'er events betide. 

Thy will they all perform ; 
Safe in thy breast my head I hide, 
Nor fear the coming storm. 

4 Let good or ill befall, 

It must be good for me; 
Secure of having thee in all. 
Of having all in thee. 



265 



1 JEsrs ! I live to thee, 

The loveliest and best ; 
My life in thee, thy life in me, 
In thy blest love I rest. 

2 Jesus ! I die to thee 

Whenever death shall come; 
To die in thee is life to me 
In my eternal home. 

3 ^\^lether to live or die, 

I know not which is best; 
To live in thee is bliss to me, 
To die is endless rest. 

4 Living or dying. Lord} 

I ask but to be thine; 

My life in thee, thy life in me. 

Makes heaven for ever mine. 
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The wondering angels see; 

Be thou astonished, O ray soul ! 

He shed those tears for thee. 

3 He wept that we might weep ; 

Each sin demands a tear; 
In heaven alone no sin is found; 
There is no weeping there. 



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1 The Lord my Shepherd is, 

I shall be well supplied ; 
Since he is mine and I am his, 
"What can I want beside? 

2 He leads me to the place 

"Where heavenly pasture grows, 
Where living waters gently pass. 
And full salvation flows. 

8 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim, 
And guides me in his own right way. 
For his most holy name. 

4 While he affords his aid 

I cannot yield to fear; 
Though I should walk through death's dark 
My Shepherd's with me there. [shade, 

5 Amid surrounding foes 

Thou dost my table spread; 
My cup with blessings overflows. 
And joy exalts my head. 

6 The bounties of thy love 

Shall crown my foll'wing days; 

Nor from thy house will I remove. 

Nor cease to speak thy praise. 



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1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep? 
And shall our cheeks be dry? 
Let floods of penitential griof 
Burst forth from every eye, 
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1 I HEAR the words of love, 

I gaze upon the blood, 
I see the mighty sacrifice, 
And I have peace with God. 

2 'Tis everlasting peace. 

Sure as Jehovah's name ; 
'Tis stable as his steadfast throne, 
For evermore the same. 

3 The clouds may go and come. 

And storms may sweep my sky; 
This blood-sealed friendship changes not, 
The cross is ever nigh. 

4 I change— he changes not; 

The Christ can never die; 
His love, not mine, the resting-place ; 
His truth, not mine, the tie. 

5 I know he liveth now 

At God's right hand above ; 
I know the throne on which he sits; 
I know his truth and love. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



TUCKER. 



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269 



1 Thou very-present Aid 

In suffering and distress ! 
The soul which still on thee is stayed 
Is kept in perfect peace. 

2 The soul, by faith reclined 

On the Redeemer's breast, 
Mid raging storms, exults to And 
An everlasting rest. 

3 Sorrow and fear are gone 

Whene'er thy face appears ; 
It stills the sighing orphan's moan, 
And dries the widow's tears. 

4 It hallows every cross; 

It sweetly comforts me ; 
It makes me now forget my loss, 
And lose myself in thee. 

5 Jesus, to whom I fly. 

Doth all my wishes fill ; 
What though created streams are dry? 
I have the fountain still. 



270 



1 To praise our Shepherd's care. 

His wisdom, love and might, 
Your loudest, loftiest songs prepare, 
And bid the world unite. 

2 Supremely good and great. 

He tends his blood-bought fold ; 
He stoops, though throned in highest state, 
The feeblest to uphold. 



3 He hears their softest plaint; 

He sees them when they roam; 
And if his meanest lamb should faint, 
His bosom bears it home. 

4 Kind Shepherd of the sheep, 

A weakly flock are we, 
And snares and foes are nigh ; but keep 
The lambs who look to thee. 

271 

1 I BLESS the Christ of God ; 

I rest on love divine; 
And with unfaltering lip and heart 
I call this Saviour mine. 

2 His cross dispels each doubt; 

I bury in his tomb 
Each thought of unbelief and fear, 
Each lingering shade of gloom. 

3 I praise the God of grace ; 

I trust his truth and might ; 
He calls me his, I call him mine, 
My God, my joy, my light. 

4 'Tis he who saveth me, 

And freely pardon gives ! 
I love because he loveth me, 
I live because he lives. 

5 My life with him is hid, 

My death has passed away. 
My clouds have melted into light. 
My midnight into day. 

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1 Dear Lord and Master mine ! 

Thy happy servant see; 
My Conqueror! with what joy divine 
Thy captive clings to thee ! 

2 I love thy yoke to wear. 

To feel thy gracious bands, 
Sweetly restrained by thy care 
And happy in thy hands. 

3 No bar would I remove ; 

No bond would I unbind; 
Within the limits of thy love 
Full liberty I nnd. 

4 I would not walk alone, 

But still with thee, my God, 
At every step my blindness own. 
And ask of thee the road. 

5 The weakness I enjoy 

That casts me on thy breast : 
The conflicts that thy strength employ 
Make me divinely blest. 

6 Dear Lord and Master mine! 

Still keep thy servant true; 
My Guardian and my Guide divine! 
Bring, bring thy pilgrim through. 

7 My Conqueror and my King ! 

Still keep me in thy train ; 
And with thee thy glad captive bring 
When thou return'st to reign. 
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273 



1 Blessed be thy love, dear Lord ! 

That taught us this sweet way, 
Only to love thee for thyself. 
And for that love obey. 

2 O thou our souls' chief Hope! 

We to thy mercy fly ; 
Where'er we are thou canst protect, 
Whate'er we need, supply. 

3 Whether we sleep or wake. 

To thee we both resign ; 
By night we see, as well as day, 
If thy light on us shine. 

4 Whether we live or die. 

Both we submit to thee; 
In death we live, as well as life, 
if thine in death we be. 



274 



1 In every trying hour 

My soul to Jesus flies; 
I trust in his almighty power 
When swelling billows rise. 

2 His comforts bear me up; 

I tfust a faithfQl God; 
The sure foundation of my hope 
Is in my Saviour's blood. 

3 Loud hallelujahs sing 

To our Redeemer's name; 

In joy or sorrow, life or death. 

His love is still the same. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



VIGIL 



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275 



1 Ye servants of the Lord, 

Each in his office wait, 
Observant of his heavenly word, 
And watchful at his gate. 

2 Let all your lamps be bright. 

And trim the golden flame; 
Gird up your loins as in his sight, 
For awful is his name. 

3 Watch ! 'tis your Lord's command 

And while we speak he's near: 
Mark the first signal of his hand, 
And ready all appear. 

4 Oh, happy servant he 

In such a posture found ! 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
And be with honor crowned. 



276 



1 We give thee but thine own, 

Whate'er the gift may be ; 
All that we have is thine alone, 
A trust, O Lord ! from thee. 

2 Oh, hearts are bruised and dead, 

And homes are bare and cold, 
And lambs for whom the Saviour bled 
Are straying from the fold. 

3 To comfort and to bless. 

To find a balm for woe. 
To tend the lone and fatherless. 
Is angels' work below. 



4 The captive to release. 

To God the lost to bring. 
To teach the way of life and peace, 
It is a Christ-like thing. 

5 And we believe thy word. 

Though dim our faith may be ; 
Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord! 
We do it unto thee. 



277 



1 Oh, what, if we are Christ's, 

Is earthly shame or loss? 
Bright shall the crown of glory be 
When we have borne the cross. 

2 Keen was the trial once. 

Bitter the cup of woe. 
When martyred saints, baptized in blood, 
Christ's stiflTerings shared below. 

3 Bright is their glory now. 

Boundless their joy above. 
Where, on the bosom of their God, 
They rest in perfect love. 

4 Lord ! may that grace be oars, 

Like them, in faith, to bear 
All that of sorrow, grief or pain 
May be our portion here. 

5 Enough if thou at last 

The word of blessing give, 
And let us rest beneath thy feet, 
Where saints and angels live. 
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278 

1 Oh, love divine! how sweet thou art! 
When shall I find my willing heart 

All taken up by thee ? 
I thirst and faint and die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love — 

The love of Christ to me. 

2 Stronger his love than death or hell, 
Its riches are unsearchable; 

The flrst-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length and breadth and height. 

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3 God only knows the love of God ; 
Oh, that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart! 
For love I sigh ; for love I pine: 
This only portion, Lord! be mine- 
Be mine this better part. 

4 Oh, that I could for ever sit 
With Mary at the Master's feet ! 

Be this my happy choice; 
My only care, delight and bliss. 
My joy, my heaven on earth be this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice! 



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By thy supplicating cry. 

By thy willingness to die, 
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5 By thy tears of bitter woe 
For Jerusalem below. 
Let us not thy love forego. 



6 Grant us 'neath thy wings a place, 
Lest we lose this day of grace 
Ere we shall behold thy face. 



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1 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 
My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 

And knew not where to go; 
Eternal truth did loud proclaim, 
"The sinner must be born again," 

Or sink to endless woe. 

" 2 When to the law I trembling fled. 
It poured its curses on my head, 

I no relief could find ; 
This fearful truth increased my pain, 
! "The sinner must be born again," 
I And whelmed my tortured mind. 

t 8 Again did Sinai's thunders roll, 

I And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 

I A vast oppressive load ; 

I Alas ! I read and saw it plain, 

I "The sinner must be born again," 

I Or drink the wrath of Grod. 

• 4 The saints I heard with rapture tell 
How Jesus conquered death and hell, 

And broke the fowler's snare; 
Yet when I found this truth remain, 
] "The sinner must be born again," 
I sunk in deep despair. 

5 But while I thus in anguish lay 
The gracious Saviour passed this way, 
And felt his pity move ; 



The sinner by his justice slain 

Now by his grace is born again, 

And sings redeeming love. 



281 



1 O THOU that hear'st the prayer of faith. 
Wilt thou not save a soul from death 

That casts itself on thee? 
I have no refuge of my own. 
But fly to what my Lord has done 

And suffered once for me. 

2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, 
His spotless righteousness I plead. 

And his availing blood; 
Thy merit. Lord, my robe shall be. 
Thy merit shall atone for me, 

And bring me near to God. 

3 Then snatch me from eternal death. 
The spirit of adoption breathe, 

His consolation send : 
By him some word of life impart. 
And sweetly whisper to my heart, 

"Thy Maker is thy Friend." 

4 The king of terrors then would be 
A welcome messenger to me. 

That bids me come away ; 

Unclogg'd by earth or earthly things, 

I'd mount upon his sable wings 

To everlasting day. 

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1 When gathering clouds around I view. 
And days are dark and friends are few, 
On him I lean who not in vain 
Experienced every human pain ; 

He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, 
To fly the good I would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do. 

Still, he who felt temptation's power 

Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 

3 If wounded love my bosom swell. 
Deceived by those I prized too well, 
He shall his pitying aid bestow 
Who felt on earth severer woe, 

At once betrayed, denied or fled 
By those who shared his daily bread. 

4 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend 
Which covers what was once a friend. 
And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
Divides me for a little while. 

Thou, Saviour! mark'st the tears I shed. 
For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 
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And oh, when I have safely passed 
Through every conflict but the last, 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed, for thou hast died ; 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest tear away ! 



283 



1 Thou hidden Source of calm repose, 

Thou all-suflicient love divine, 
My help and refuge from my foes. 

Secure I am if thou art mine ! 
And, lo! from sin and grief and shame 
I hide me, Jesus ! in thy name. 

2 Jesus! my all in all thou art. 

My rest in toil, my ease in pain, 
The healing of my broken heart, 

In strife my peace, in loss my gain. 
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown, 
In shame my glory and my crown ; 

3 In want my plentiful supply. 

In weakness my almighty power, 
In bonds my perfect liberty, 

My light in Satan's darkest hour; 
No trouble can my soul appal : 
Thou art my life, my heaven, my all. 



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1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
My noonday walks he shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 When on the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant. 
To fertile vales and dewy meads 

My weary, wandering steps he leads. 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow. 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 Though in the paths of death I tread. 
With gloomy horrors overspread. 
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill. 
For thou, O Lord ! art with me still ; 
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
And guide me through the dreadful shade. 



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1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky. 
Lord ! to thine altar's shade we fly ; 
Forth from the world, its hope and fear. 
Saviour ! we seek thy shelter here ; 
Weary and weak, thy grace we pray; 
Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away. 

2 Long have we roamed in want and pain. 
Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; 
'Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, 
Long have our souls been tempest-tossed ; 



Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; 
Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away. 



286 



1 As OFT, with worn and weary feet. 
We tread earth's rugged valley o'er, 
The thought— how comforting and sweet! 
Christ trod this very path before ! 
Our wants and weaknesses he knows 
From life's first dawning to its close. 



2 Do sickness, feebleness or pain 
Or sorrow in our path appear, 
The recollection will remain. 
More deeply did he suffer here ; 
His life, how truly sad and brief, 
Filled up with suffering and with grief! 



3 If Satan tempt our hearts to stray. 
And whisper evil things within. 
So did he in the desert way 
Assail our Lord with thoughts of sin, 
When worn and in a feeble hour 
The tempter came with all his power. 



4 Just such as I, this earth he trod. 
With every human ill but sin ; 
And though indeed the very God, 
As I am now, so he has been. 
My God. my Saviour, lo6k on me 
With pity, love and sympathy. 
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287 



1 Jesus, Jesus ! visit me ; 
How my soul longs after thee ! 
When, my best, my dearest Friend ! 
Shall our separation end ? 

2 Lord ! my longings never cease ; 
Without thee I find no peace; 
'Tis my constant cry to thee, 
Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. 

3 Mean the joys of earth appear. 
All below is dark and drear ! 
Naught but thy belov6d voice 
Can my wretched heart rejoice. 

4 Thou alone, my gracious Lord ! 
Art my shield and great reward ; 
All my hope, my Saviour, thou. 
To thy sovereign will I bow. 

5 Come, inhabit then my heart; 
Purge its sin and heal its smart; 
See, I ever cry to thee, 

Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. 

6 Patiently I wait thy day; 

For this gift alone I pray, 

That when death shall visit me, 

Thou my Light and Life wilt be. 
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288 



1 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
'Tis thy Saviour; hear his word; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee: 
"Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me? 

2 " I delivered thee when bound, 

And when wounded healed thy wound; 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 " Can a woman's tender care 
Cease toward the child she bare? 
Yes, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 " Mine is an unchanging love. 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath. 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 " Thou Shalt see my glory soon. 
When the work of grace is done; 
Partner of my throne shalt be; 
Say, poor sinner! lovest thou me?" 

6 Lord! it is my chief complaint 
That my love is weak and faint; 
Yet I love thee, and adore; 

Oh, for grace to love thee morel 



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HORTON. 




289 

1 Prince of peace, control my will, 
Bid this struggling heart be still; 
Bid my fears and doubtings cease, 
Hush my spirit into peace. 

2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood, 
Open wide the gate to God ; 

Peace I ask, but peace must be. 
Lord ! in being one with thee. 

3 May thy will, not mine, be done. 
May thy will and mine be one; 
Chase these doublings from my heart, 
Now thy perfect peace impart. 

4 Saviour, at thy feet I fall, 
Thou, my life, my God, my all ! 
Let thy happy servant be 

One for evermore with thee. 



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1 Thine for ever ! God of love ! 
Hear us from thy throne above ; 
Thine for ever may we be 
Here and in eternity. 

2 Thine for ever! Lord of life! 
Shield us thz-ough the earthly strife; 
Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
Guide us to the realms of day. 

3 Thine for ever! Oh, how blest 
They who find in thee their rest! 
Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend! 
Oh, defend us to the end. 

4 Thine for ever! Saviour! keep 
These thy frail and trembling sheep; 
Safe alone beneath thy care. 

Let us all thy goodness share. 



1 Jesus, all-atoning Lamb, 
Thine, and only thine, I am ; 
Take my body, spirit, soul ; 
Only thou possess the whole. 

2 Thou my one thing needful be, 
Let me ever cleave to thee. 
Let me choose the better part, 
Let me give thee all my heart. 

3 Whom have I on earth below ? 
Thee, and only thee, I know ; 
Whom have I in heaven but thee' 
Thou art all in all to me. 



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1 When, my Saviour ! shall I be 
Perfectly resigned to thee. 
Poor and vile in mine own eyes. 
Only in thy wisdom wise? 

2 Only thee content to know, 
Ignorant of all below. 
Only guided by thy light. 
Only mighty in thy might? 

3 Fully in my life express 
All the heights of holiness ; 
Sweetly let my spirit prove 
All the depths of humble love. 

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1 King of kings, and wilt thou deign 
O'er this wayward heart to reign ? 
Henceforth take.it for thy throne ; 
Rule here, Lord ! and rule alone. 

2 Then, like heaven's angelic bands, 
Waiting for thy high commands, 
All my powers shall wait on thee, 
Captive, yet divinely free. 

3 At thy word my will shall bow, 
Judgment, reason, bending low; 
Hope, desire and every thought 
Into glad obedience brought. 

4 Zeal shall haste on eager wing 
Hourly some new gift to bring, 
Wisdom humbly casting down 
At thy feet her golden crown. 

5 Tuned by thee in sweet accord. 
All shall sing their gracious Lord, 
Love, the leader of the choir, 
Breathing round her seraph fire. 



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1 Holy Jesus, Saviour blest! 
When, by passion strong possessed. 
Through this world of sin we stray. 
Thou to guide us art the Way. 

2 Holy Jesus! when like night 
Error dims our clouded sight. 
Through the mists of sin to shine 
Thou dost rise, the Truth divine. 

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Falls us in temptation's hour, 
All unequal to the strife. 
Thou to aid us art the Life. 

4 Who would reach his heavenly home, 
Who would to the Father come. 
And his glorious presence see, 
Jesus ! he must come by thee. 



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1 Christ, of all my hopes the ground, 

Christ, the spring of all my joy ! 
Still in thee let me be found. 
Still for thee my powers employ. 

2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace! 

Freely from thy fullness give; 
Till I close my earthly race. 
May I prove it: " Christ to live." 

3 Firmly trusting in thy blood, 

Nothing shall my heart confound; 
Safely I shall pass the flood. 
Safely reach Immanuel's ground. 

4 When I touch the blessed shore. 

Back the closing waves shall roll ; 

Death's dark stream shall never more 

Part from thee my ravished soul. 

5 Thus, oh thus, an entrance give 

To the land of cloudless sky; 
Having known it "Christ to live," 
Let me know it " gain to die." 



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LITANY. 




296 



1 'Tis a point I long to know, 

Oft it causes anxious thought; 
Do I love the Lord or no? 
Am I his or am I not ? 

2 If I love, why am I thus? 

Why this dull and lifeless frame? 
Hardly, sure, can they be worse 
Who have never heard his name. 

3 Could my heart so hard remain, 

Prayer a task and burden prove, 
Every trifle give me pain. 
If I knew a Saviour's love? 

4 Yet I mourn m\' stubborn will, 

Find my sin a grief and thrall; 
Should I grieve for what I feel 
If I did not love at all? 

5 Lord! decide the doubtful o^se; 

Thou who art thy people's Sun, 
Shine upon thy work of grace. 
If it be indeed begun. 

6 Let me love thee more and more. 

If I love at all, I pray ; 
If I have not loved before. 
Help me to begin to-day. 



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1 Does the gospel word proclaim 

Rest for those that weary be? 
Then, my soul, put in thy claim ; 
Sure that pi-omise speaks to thee. 

2 Marks of grace I cannot show, 

All polluted is my best; 
But I weary am, I know, 
And the weary long- for rest. 

3 Burdened with a load of sin, 

Harassed with tormenting doubt. 
Hourly conflicts from within, 
Hourlj' crosses from without, 

4 All my little strength is gone. 

Sink I must without supply ; 
Sure upon the earth is none 
Can more weary be than I. 

5 In the ark the weary dove 

Found a welcome resting-place; 
Thus my spirit longs to prove 
Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace. 

G Tempest-tossed I long have been, 
And the flood increases fast ; 
Open, Lord I and take me in. 
Till the storm be overpast. 



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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



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1 Jesus! save my dying soul, 
Make the broken spirit whole; 
Humbled in the dust I lie; 
Saviour, leave me not to die. 

2 Jesus ! full of every grace, 
Now reveal thy smiling face; 
Grant the joy of sin forgiven, 
Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 

3 All my guilt to thee is known, 
Thou art righteous— thou alone ; 
All my help is from thy cross, 
All beside I count but loss. 

4 Lord! in thee I now believe: 
Wilt thou— wilt thou not forgive' 
Helpless at thy feet I lie. 
Saviour! leave me not to die. 



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1 Depth of mercy ! can there be 
Mercy still reserved for me? 
Can my God his wrath forbear? 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare? 

2 I have long withstood his grace, 
Long provoked him to his face. 
Would not hearken to his calls, 
Grieved him by a thousand falls. 

8 Kindled his relentings are; 

Me he nf)W delights to sjjiire; 
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Cries, How shall I give thee up? 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

4 There for me the Saviour stands. 
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands; 
God is love ! I know, I feel ; 

Jesus weeps, but loves me still. 

5 Now incline me to repent. 
Let me now my sins lament ; 
Now my foul revolt deplore. 
Weep, believe and sin no more. 



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1 Jesus! full of truth and love, 

We thy kindest call obey; 
Faithful let thy mercies prove; 
Take our load of guilt away. 

2 Weary of this war within, 

Weary of this endless strife. 
Weary of ourselves and sin. 
Weary of a wretched life; 

3 Burdened with a world of grief. 

Burdened with our sinful load, 
Burdened with this unbelief. 
Burdened with the wrath of God; 

4 Lo, we come to thee for case, 

True and gracious as thou art; 
Now our weary souls release. 
Write forgiveness on our heart. 



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In the way that Enoch trod. 

4 Chief of sinners though I be, 
Christ is all in ail to me ; 

All my wants to him are known. 
All my sorrows are his own ; 
Safe with him from earthly strife. 
He sustains the hidden life. 

5 O my Saviour ! help afford 
By thy Spirit and thy word ! 

When my wayward heart would stray. 
Keep me in the narrow way ; 
Grace in time of need supply, 
While I live and when I die. 



301 



1 Chief of sinners though I be, 
Jesus shed his blood for me; 
Died that I naight live on high, 
Lived that I might never die; 
As the branch is to the vine, 

I am his and he is mine. 

2 Oh, the height of Jesus' love ! 
Higher than the heavens above. 
Deeper than the depths of sea, 
Lasting as eternity ; 

Love that found me— wondrous thought !- 
Found me when I sought him not. 

3 Jesus only can impart 

Balm to heal the smitten heart; 
Peace that flows from sin forgiven, 
Joy that lifts the soul to heaven ; 



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1 Jesus, Lamb of God ! for me, 

Thou, the Lord of life, didst die; 
Whither— whither, but to Ihee, 

Can a trembling sinner fly ? 
Death's dark waters o'er me roll. 
Save, oh, save my sinking soul ! 

2 Never bowed a martyred head 

Weighed with equal sorrow down ; 
Never blood so rich was shed, 

Never king wore such a crown ; 
To thy cross and sacrifice 
Faith now lifts her tearful eyes. 

3 All my soul, by love subdued, 

Melts in deep contrition there; 
By thy mighty grace renewed, 

New-born hope forbids despair; 
Lord ! thou canst my guilt forgive, 
Thou hast bid me look and live. 

4 While with broken heart I kneel, 

Sinks the inward storm to rest; 

Life, immortal life, I feel 

Kindled in my throbbing breast; 
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Thine, for ever thine, I am ; 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

303 

1 Blessed Saviour! thee I love 
All my other joys above ; 
All my hopes in thee abide — 
Thou my Hope, and naught beside; 
Ever let my glory be 

Only, only, only thee. 

2 Once again beside the cross, 
All my gain I count but loss; 
Earthly pleasures fade away, 
Clouds they are that hide my day; 
Hence, vain shadows ! let me see 
Jesus crucified for me. 

3 Blessed Saviour! thine am T, 
Thine to live and thine to die; 
Height or depth or creature power 
Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more; 
Ever shall my glory be 

Only, only, only thee. 



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1 Rock of ages, cleft for me ! 
Let me hide myself in thee; 
Let the water and the blood 
From thy riven side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure ; 
Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 

2 Not the labors of my hands 
Can fulfill thy law's demands; 
Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears for ever flow, 
All for sin could not atone ; 
Thou must save, and thou alone. 



3 Nothing in my hand I bring; 
Simply to thy cross I cling; 
Naked, come to thee for dress. 
Helpless, look to thee for grace. 
Foul, I to the fountain fly ; 
"Wash me, Saviour ! or I die. 

4 Whilst I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyelids close in death. 
When I soar through worlds unknown, 
See thee on thy judgment throne. 
Rock of ages, cleft for me ! 

Let me hide myself in thee. 



GETHSEMANE. 





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1 Jestjs, lover of my soul ! 

Let me to thy bosom fly 
While the billows near me roll, 

While the tem^pest still is high; 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past; 
Safe into the haven guide, 

Oh, receive my soul at last. 



2 Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee; 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me; 
All my trust on thee is stayed. 

All my help from thee I bring; 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of thy wing. 



3 Thou, O Christ ! art all I want, 

More than all in thee I find; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick and lead the blind; 
Just and holy is thy name, 

I am all unrighteousness: 
False and full of sin I am. 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 



4 Plenteous grace with thee is found 

Grace to cover all my sin ; 
Let the healing streams abound. 

Make and keep me pure within ; 
Thou of life the fountain art. 

Freely let me take of thee; 
Spring thou up within my heart; 

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1 "Tis my happiness below 

Xot to live without the cross; 
But the Saviours power to know, 

Sanctifying every loss. 
Trials must and will befall ; 

But with humble faith to see 
Love inscribed upon them all, 

This is happiness to me. 

2 God in Israel sows the seeds 

Of affliction, pain and toil ; 
These spring up and choke the weeds 

"VSTiich would else o'erspread the soil. 
Trials make the promise sweet. 

Trials give new life to prayer; 
Trials bring me to his feet, 

Lay me low and keep me there. 

3 Did I meet no trials here. 

No chastisement by the way, 
Might I not, with reason, fear 
I should prove a castaway? 



Aliens may escape the rod, 
Sunk in earthly, vain delight. 

But the true-born child of God 
Must not, would not, if he might. 

307 

1 Jesus, merciful and mild ! 
Lead me as a helpless child. 
On no other arm but thine 
Would my weary soul recline; 

I am weakness, thou art might; 
I am darkness, thou art light; 
I am all defiled with sin. 
Thou canst make me pure within. 

2 Jesus, Saviour all divine ! 

Hast thou made me truly thine? 

Hast thou bought me \>y thy blood? 

Reconciled my heart to God? 

Hearken to my tender prayer, 

Let me thine own image bear; 

Let me love thee more and more 

Till I reach heaven's blissful shore. 
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1 Come, O thou traveler unknown ! 

Whom still I hold, but cannot see, 
My company before is gone, 

And I am left alone with thee; 
With thee all night I mean to stay, 
And wrestle till the break of day. 

2 I need not tell thee who I am ; 

My sin and misery declare; 
Thyself hast call'd me by my name : 

Look on thy hands and read it there; 
But who, I ask thee, who art thou? 
Tell me tliy name, and tell me now. 

3 In vain thou strugglest to get free; 

I never will unloose my hold ! 
Art thou the Man that died for me? 

The secret of thy love unfold ; 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature, know. 

4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 

Thy new. unutterable name? 
Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; 

To know it now resolved T am ; 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature, know. 
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309 

1 Yield to me now, for I am weak, 

But confident in self-despair; 
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak; 

Be conquer'd by my instant prayer; 
Speak, or thou never hence shalt move. 
And tell me if thy name be Love. 

2 'Tis Love ! 'tis Love ! thou diedst for me; 

I hear thy whisper in my heart; 
The morning breaks, the shadows flee; 

Pure, universal Love thou art; 
To me, to all, thy bowels move— 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

3 My prayer hath power with God; the grace 

Unspeakable I now receive; 
Through faith I see thee face to face— 

I see thee face to face, and live! 
In vain I have not wept and strove; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

4 I know thee. Saviour! who thou art^ 

Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend; 
Nor wilt thou with the night depart. 

But stay and love me to the end ; 
Thy mercies never shall remove; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 



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1 The Sun of righteousness on me 

Hath risen with healing in his wings; 
Wither'd my nature's strength, from 
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My soul its life and succor brings; 
My help is all laid up above ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 



2 Contented, now, upon my thigh 
I halt, till life's short journey end; 



All helplessness, all weakness, I 

On thee alone for strength depend; 
Nor have I power from thee to move ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

3 Lame as I am, I take the prey, 

Hell, earth and sin with ease o'ercome; 
I leap for joy, pursue my way, 

And as a bounding hart fly home, 
Through all eternity to prove 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 



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1 People of the living God, 

I have sought the world around. 

Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
Peace and comfort nowhere found. 

Now to you my spirit turns- 
Turns, a fugitive unblest; 

Brethren, where your altar burns, 
Oh, receive me into rest. 



2 Lonely I no longer roam. 

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; 
Where you dwell shall be my home, 
Where you die shall be my grave. 



Mine the God whom you adore, 
Your Redeemer shall be mine; 

Earth can fill my heart no more, 
Every idol I resign. 



3 Tell me not of gain or loss, 

Ease, enjoyment, pomp and power; 
Welcome poverty and cross, 

Shame, reproach, affliction's hour. 
" Follow me !" I know thy voice ! 

Jesus, Lord ! thy steps I see ; 
Now I take thy yoke by choice; 
Light thy burden now to me. 
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1 My Jesus ! as thou wilt! 

Oh, may thj' will be mine; 
Into thy hand of love 

I would my all resign ; 
Through sorrow or through joy 

Conduct me as thine own, 
And help me still to say, 

My Lord, thy will be done. 

2 My Jesus! as thou wilt! 

Though seen through many a tear. 
Let not my star of hope 

Grow dim or disappear; 
Since thou on earth hast wept 

And sorrowed oft alone. 
If 1 must weep with thee. 

My Lord, thy will be done. 

3 My Jesus! as thou wilt! 

All shall be well for me; 
Each changing future scene 

I gladly trust with thee; 
Then to my home above 

I travel calmly on. 
And sing, in life or death, 

My Lord, thy will be done. 
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313 



1 Thy way, not mine, O Lord! 

However dark it be ; 
Lead me bj' thine own hand; 

Choose out the path for me. 
I dare not choose my lot; 

I would not if I might; 
Choose thou for me, my God! 

So shall I walk aright. 

2 The kingdom that I seek 

Is thine; so let the way 
That leads to it be thine. 

Else I must surely stray. 
Take thou my cup, and it 

With joy or sorrow fill. 
As best to thee may seem ; 

Choose thou ray good and ill. 

3 Choose thou for me my friends, 

My sickness or my health ; 
Choose thou my cares for me, 

My poverty or wealth. 
Not mine, not mine, the choice, 

In things or great or small ; 
Be thou my Guide, my Strength, 

My Wisdom and my All. 



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Let us see thy great salvation, 




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Perfectly restored in thee ; 




Take away the love of sinning; 






Changed from glory into glory. 




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End of faith, as its beginning ! 






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1 Gently, Lord, oli, gently lead us 

Through this lonely vale of tears. 
Through the changes thou'st decreed us, 

Till our last great change appears; 
"When temptation's darts assail us. 

When in devious paths we stray, 
Let thy goodness never fail us. 

Lead us in thy perfect way. 

2 In the hour of pain and anguish. 

In the hour when death draws near, 
Suffer not our hearts to languish. 

Suffer not our souls to fear; 
And when mortal life Is ended, 

Bid us in thine arms to rest. 
Till by angel bands attended 

"We awake among the blest. 

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1 Jesus! full of all compassion, 

Hear thy humble suppliant's cry. 
Let me know thy great salvation ; 
See, I languish, faint and die; 
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Guilty, but with heart relenting, 
Overwhelmed with helpless grief, 

Prostrate at thy feet repenting, 
Send, oh send me quick relief. 

2 Whither should a wretch be flying 

But to him who comfort gives? 
Whither from the dread of dying 

But to him who ever lives? 
While I view thee, wounded, grieving, 

Breathless on the cursed tree, 
Fain I 'd feel my heart believing 

That thou sutfer'dst thus for me. 

3 With thy righteousness and Spirit 

I am more than angels blessed ; 
Heir with thee, all things inherit. 

Peace and joy and endless rest: 
Saved ! the deed sliall spread new glory 

Through the shining realms above; 
Angels sing the pleasing story. 

All enraptured with thy love. 



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1 Jesus ! I my cross have taken, 

All to leave and follow thee; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou from hence my all shalt be; 
Perish, every fond ambition, 

All I 've sought or hoped or known, 
Yet how rich is my condition ! 

Grod and heaven are still my own ! 

2 Let the world despise and leave me, 

They have left my Saviour too; 
Human hearts and looks deceive me— 

Thou art not, like them, untrue; 
Oh, while thou dost smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love and might! 
Foes may hate and friends disown me. 

Show thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Man may trouble and distress me, 

'Twill but drive me to thy breast; 
Life with trials hard may press me, 

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest; 
Oh, 't is not in grief to harm me 

While thy love is left to me; 
Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me. 

Were that joy unmixed with thee. 



4 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! 

Conie, disaster, scorn and pain ! 
In thy service pain is pleasure, 

With thy favor loss is gain, 
I have called thee, Abba, Father! 

I have stayed my heart on thee; 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather. 

All must work for good to me. 

5 Soul, then know thy full salvation, 

Rise o'er sin and fear and care; 
Joy to find in every station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit dwells within thee; 

Think what Father's smiles are thine; 
Think that Jesus died to win thee ; 

Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 

6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 

Armed by faith and winged by prayer; 
Heaven's eternal day 's before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there; 
Soon shall close thy earthly mission. 

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, 
Hope shall change to glad fruition. 

Faith to sight and prayer to praise. 
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THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 



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1 Lord ! I know thy grace is nigh me, 

Thee thyself I cannot see ; 
Jesus, Master! pass not by me; 
Son of David ! pity me. 

2 "While I sit in weary blindness. 

Longing for the blessed light, 
Many taste thy loving-kindness; 
"Lord! I would receive my sight." 

3 I would see thee and adore thee, 

And thy word the power can give; 
Hear the sightless soul implore thee ; 
Let me see thy face and live. 

4 Ah ! what touch is this that thrills me? 

What this I urst of strange delight? 
Lo! the rapturous vision fills me! 
This is Jesus ! this is sight ! 

5 Room, ye saints that throng behind himl 

Let me follow in the way ; 
I will teach the blind to find him 
Who can turn their night to day. 



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1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 

Borders on the shades of death. 
Come, and, by thyself revealing. 
Dissipate the clouds beneath. 

2 Thou, new heaven and earth's Creatt>r! 

In our deepest darkness rise; 
Scattering all the night of nature, 
Pouring day upon our eyes. 
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3 Still we wait for thy appearing; 

Life and joy thy beams impart. 
Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
Every poor, benighted heart. 

4 Come, extend thy wonted favor 

To our ruined, guilty race ; 
Come, thou blest, exalted Saviour! 
Come, apply thy saving grace. 

5 By thine all-atoning merit 

Every burdened soul release; 
By the teachings of thy Spirit 
Guide us into perfect peace. 



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1 OXE there is above all others 

Well deserves the name of Friend; 
Ilis is love beyond a brother's. 
Costly, free .nd knows no end. 

2 Which of all our friends to save us 

Could or would have shed his blood? 
But our Saviour died, to have us 
Reconciled in him to God. 

3 When he lived on earth, abasM, 

Friend of sinners was his name; 
Now, above all glory raistitl. 
He rejoices in the same. 

4 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften ! 

Teach us, Lord! at length to love; 
We, alas ! forget too often 
What a p-riend wo have above. 



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1 Hail, my ever blessed Jesus ! 

Only thee I wish to sing ; 
To my soul thy name is precious. 

Thou my Prophet, Priest and King: 
Oh, what mercy flows from heaven ! 

Oh, wbat joy and happiness ! 
Love I much? I 've much forgiven ; 

I 'm a miracle of grace. 

2 Once with Adam's race in ruin. 

Unconcerned in sin, I lay ; 
Swift destruction still pursuing. 

Till my Saviour passM by : 
Witness, all ye host of heaven ! 

My Redeemer's tenderness; 
Love I much ? I 've much forgiven ; 

I 'm a miracle of grace. 

3 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ! 

Praise the Lamb enthroned above; 
Whilst, astonished, I admire 

God's free grace and boundless love; 
That blest moment I received him 

Filled my soul with joy and peace; 

Love I much ? I 've much forgiven ; 

I 'm a miracle of grace. 
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Praise the God of our salvation : 

Praise the Father's boundless love; 
I*raise the Lamb, our expiation ; 

Praise the Spirit froni above ; 
Author of the new creation. 

Him by whom our spirits live; 
Undivided adoration 

To the One Jehovah give. 



322 



1 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer ! 
Welcome to this heart of mine; 
Lord ! I make a full surrender. 
Every power and thought be thine ; 

Thine entirely, 
Through eternal ages thine. 



2 Known to all to be thy mansion. 

Earth and hell will disappear ; 

Or in vain attempt possession, 

When they find the Lord is near; 

Shout, O Zion ! 

Shout, ye saints ! the Lord is here. 
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1 The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want shall I 

know ; 
1 feed in green pastures; safe folded I rest; 
He leadeth my soul where the still waters 
flow. 
Restores me when wandering, redeems 
when oppressed. 

2 Through the valley and shadow of death 

though I stray. 
Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear; 
Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my 

stay; 
No harm can befall with my Comforter 

near. 

3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread; 

With blessings unmeasured my cup run- 
neth o'er; 
With perfume and oil thou anointcst my 
head ; 
Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence 
more ? 

4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! 

Still follow my steps till I meet tliee above; 
I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod 
Through the land of their sojourn, thy 
kingdom of love. 
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1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the 

Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say than to you he hath 

said. 
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 



2 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall 

lie, 

My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply; 

The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design 

Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. 



3 E'en down to old age all my people shall 

prove 
My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temples 

adorn, 
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 

borne. 



4 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose 
I will not, I will not desert to his foes; 
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to 

shake, 
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1 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near, 
And for my relief he will surely appear; 
By prayer let me wrestle, and he will per- 
form; 
With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the 
storm. 

Is Though dark be my way, thou. Lord ! art my 
guide ; 

»Tis mine to obey, 't is thine to provide ; 

Though cisterns be broken and creatures all 
fail. 

The word thou hast spoken shall surely pre- 
vail. 

^ Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 

The bitter is sweet, the medicine food ; 
^ Though painful at present, 'twill cease before 
long, 
And then oh how pleasant the conqueror's 
song! 



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I ONCE was a stranger to grace and to God ; 
I knew not my danger and felt not my load ; 
Though friends spoke in rapture of Christ on 

the tree, 
Jehovah, my Saviour, was nothing to me. 



2 When free grace awoke me by light from on 

high. 
Then legal fears shook me ; I trembled to die; 
No refuge, no safety, in self could I see ; 
Jehovah ! thou only my Saviour must be. 

3 My terrors all vanished before the sweet 

name; 
My guilty feai's banished, with boldness I 

came 
To drink at the fountain life-giving and free : 
Jehovah, my Saviour, is all things to me. 



4 Jehovah, the Lord, is my treasure and boast; 
Jehovah, my Saviour, I ne'er can be lost; 
In thee I shall conquer by flood and by field, 
Jehovah my anchor, Jehovah my shield ! 



5 E'en treading the valley, the shadow of 
death. 
This watchword shall rally my faltering 

breath ; ^ 

For while from life's fever my God sets me 

free, 
Jehovah, my Saviour, my death-song shall 
be! 

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1 Come, Jesus, Redeemer! abide thou with 

me. 
Come, gladden my spirit, that waiteth for 

thee; 
Thy smile every shadow shall chase from 

my heart, 
And soothe every sorrow, though keen be 

the smart. 

2 Without thee but weakness, with thee I am 

strong ; 
By day thou shalt lead me, by night be my 

song; 
Though dangers surround me, I still every 

fear. 
Since thou, the Most Mighty, my Helper, art 

near. 

3 Thy l^ve, oh how faithful ! so tender, so 

pure; 

Thy promise, faith's anchor, how steadfast 

and sure ! 
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That love, like sweet sunshine, my cold 

heart can warm. 
That promise make steady my soul in the 

storm. 

4 Breathe, breathe on my spirit, oft ruffled, 

thy peace, 

From restless vain wishes bid thou my heart 
cease ; 

In thee all its longings henceforward shall 
end. 

Till glad to thy presence my soul shall as- 
cend. 

5 Oh then, blessed Jesus! who once for me 

died. 

Made clean in the fountain that gushed from 
thy side, 

I shall see thy full glory, thy face shall be- 
hold. 

And praise thee for ever with raptures un- 
told. 



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1 Jesus ! thy name I love 
All other names above, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, thou art all to me ! 
Nothing to please I see, 
Nothing apart from thee, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

2 Thou, blessed Son of God ! 
Hast bought me with thy blood, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
Oh, how great is thy love, 
All other loves above- 
Love that I daily prove, 

Jesup, my Lord! 



3 When unto thee I flee, 
Thou wilt my refuge be, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 
What need I now to fear? 
What earthly grief or care. 
Since thou art ever near? 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

4 Soon thou wilt come again ; 
I shall be happy then, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

Then thine own face I '11 see, 

Then I shall like thee be. 

Then evermore with thee, 

Jesus, my Lord ! 

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1 Jesus! let thy pitying eye 

Call back a wandering sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 

Would fain like Peter weep. 
Let me be by grace restored ; 

On me be all long-suffering shown 
Turn and look upon me, Lord! 

And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince ! enthroned above, 

Repentance to impart. 
Give me, through thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart; 
Give what I have long implored, 

A portion of thy gi'ief unknown ; 
Turn and look upon me. Lord ! 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 See me, Saviour ! from above. 

Nor suffer me to die ; 
Life and happiness and love 

Drop from thy gracious eye; 
Speak the reconciling word, 

And lot thy mercy melt me down 
Turn and look upon me. Lord! 

And break my heart of stone. 



330 



1 By me, O my Saviour ! stand 
In every trying hour; 
Guard me with thine outstretcli'd hand 
And hold me with thy power; 
150 



Mindful of thy faithful word. 
Thine all-sufficient grace bestow; 

Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord ! 
And never let me go. 

2 Give me, Lord! a holy fear, 

And fix it in my heart, 
That I may from evil near 

With watchful care depart; 
Still thy timely help afford, 

And all thy loving-kindness show; 
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord! 

And never let me go. 

3 Let me never leave thy breast, 

From thee, my Saviour ! stray ; 
Thou art my support and rest, 

My true and living way; 
My exceeding great reward. 

In heaven above and earth below; 
Keep me, keep me, gracious Lord I 

And never let me go. 

4 Never let me go till I, 

Upborne on wings of love. 
Gain the regions of the sky. 

And take my seat above; 
Thou hast passed thy gracious word 

That thou wilt bring me safely through; 
Thou wilt, therefore, keep me. Lord! 

Nor ever let me go. 



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The spotless Lamb of God; 
He bears them all, and frees us 

From the accursed load ; 
I bring my guilt to Jesus, 

To wash my crimson stains 
White in his blood most precious, 

Till not a spot remains. 

2 I lay my wants on Jesus; 

All fullness dwells in him ; 
He heals all my diseases, 

He doth my soul redeem ; 
I lay my griefs on Jesus, 

My burdens and my cares; 
He from them all releases, 

He all my sorrows shares. 

3 I long to be like Jesus, 

Meek, loving, lowly, mild; 
I long to be like Jesus, 

The Father's holy child; 
I long to be with Jesus 

Amid the heavenly throng, 
To sing, with saints, his praises. 

To learn the angels' song. 



1 In heavenly love abiding. 

No change my heart shall fear. 
And safe is such confiding, 

For nothing changes here; 
The storm may roar without me. 

My heart may low be laid, 
But God is round about me. 

And can I be dismayed? 

2 Wherever he may guide me, 

No want shall turn me back; 
My Shepherd is beside me. 

And nothing can I lack ; 
His wisdom ever waketh. 

His sight is never dim ; 
He knows the way he taketh, 

And I will walk with him. 

3 Green pastures are before me 

Which yet I have not seen ; 
Bright skies will soon be o'er me 

Where darkest clouds have been; 
My hope I cannot measure. 

My path to life is free ; 
My Saviour has my treasure, 

And he will walk with me. 
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333 



1 More love to thee, O Christ ! 

More love to thee ! 
Hear thou the prayer I make 

On bended knee ; 
This is my earnest plea: 
More love, O Christ ! to thee, 

More love to thee ! 

2 Once earthly joy I craved, 

Sought peace and rest; 
Now thee alone I seek — 

Give what is best; 
This all my prayer shall be: 
More love, O Christ! to thee. 

More love to thee ! 

3 Let sorrow do its work. 

Send grief and pain ; 
Sweet are thy messengers, 

Sweet their refrain, 
"When they can sing with me, 
More love, O Christ! to thee. 

More love to thee ! 

4 Then shall my latest breath 

Whisper thy praise; 
This be the parting cry 

My heart shall raise, 
This still its prayer shall be; 
More love, O ('hrist! to thee. 

More love to thee ! 



334 



1 Saviour! 1 follow on, 
Guided by thee, 
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Seeing not yet the hand 

That leadeth me; 
Hushed be my heart, and still, 
Fear I no further ill, 
Only to meet thy will 

My will shall be. 

2 Riven the rock for me, 

Thirst to relieve, 
Manna from heaven falls 

Fresh every eve ; 
Never a want severe 
Causeth my eye a tear, 
But thou art whispering near, 

"Only believe!" 



8 Often to Marah's brink 
Have I been brought; 

Shrinking the cup to drink, 
Help I have sought; 

And with the prayer's ascent 

Jesus the branch has rent; 

Quickly relief he sent. 
Sweetening the draught. 

4 Saviour! I long to walk 

Closer with thee; 
Led by thy guiding hand 

Ever to be ; 
Constantly near thy side. 
Quickened and purified. 
Living for him who died 

Freely for me! 



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1 My faith looks up to thee, 
Thou Lamb of Calvary, 

Saviour divine ! 
Now hear me while I pray, 
Take all my guilt away, 
Oh, let me, from this day, 

Be wholly thine. 

2 May thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

My zeal inspire; 
As thou hast died for me, 
Oh, may my love to thee 
Pure, warm and changeless be, 

A living fire. 

3 While life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be thou my Guide ; 
Bid darkness turn to day, 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From thee aside. 

4 When ends life's transient dream, 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll. 
Blest Saviour ! then, in love, 
Fear and distrust remove; 
Oh, bear me safe above, 

A ransomed soul. 



1 Saviour ! I look to thee. 
Be not thou far from me 

Mid storms that lower ; 
On me thy care bestow. 
Thy loving-kindness show. 
Thine arms around me throw 

This trying hour. 

2 Saviour ! I look to thee 
Feeble as infancy. 

Gird up my heart; 
Author of life and light, 
Thou hast an arm of might, 
Thine is the sovereign right. 

Thy strength impart. 

3 Saviour, I look to thee. 
Let me thy fullness see, 

Save me from fear ; 
While at thy cross I kneel. 
All my backslidings heal, 
And a full pardon seal. 

My soul to cheer. 

i Saviour ! I look to thee. 
Thine shall the glory be. 

Hearer of prayer ; 
Thou art my only aid. 
On thee my soul is stayed, 
Naught can my heart invade 

While thou art near. 



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1 Behold the Lamb of God ! 
O thou for sinners slain ! 
Let it not be in vain 

That thou hast died ; 
Thee for my Saviour let me take, 
My only refuge let me make 

Thy pierced side. 

2 Behold the Lamb of God ! 
Into the sacred flood 

Of thy most precious blood 

My soul I cast ; 
Wash me and make me clean within, 
And keep me pure from every sin, 

Till life be past. 

ZEBULON. 



3 Behold the Lamb of God! 
All hail, incarnate Word, 
Thou everlasting Lord, 

Saviour most blest ! 
Fill us with love that never faints, 
Grant us with all thy blessed saints 

Eternal rest. 

4 Behold the Lamb of God ! 
Worthy is he alone 
That sitteth on the throne 

Of God above ; 
One with the Ancient of all days, 
One with the Comforter in praise, 

All light and love. 



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1 Come, my Redeemer ! come, 

And deign to dwell with me ; 
Come, and thy right assume, 

And bid thy rivals flee ; 
Come, my Redeemer ! quickly come, 
And make my heart thy lasting home. 

2 Exert thy mighty power, 

And banish all my sin ; 
In this auspicious hour 

Bring all thy graces in ; 
Come, my Redeemer ! quickly come. 
And make my heart thy lasting home. 



3 Rule thou in every thought 

And passion of my soul, 
Till all my powers are brought 

Beneath thy full control ; 
Come, my Redeemer ! quickly come, 
And make my heart thy lasting home. 

4 Then shall my days be thine, 

And all my heart be love. 
And joy and peace be mine. 

Such as are known above ; 
Come, my Redeemer! quickly come. 
And make my heart thy lasting home. 



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1 I WOULD love thee, God and Father ! 

My Redeemer and my King ! 
I would love thee, for without thee 
Life is but a bitter thing. 

2 I would love thee ; look upon me. 

Ever guide me with thine eye ; 

I would love thee; if not nourished 

By thy love, my soul would die. 



3 I would love thee ; may thy brightness 

Dazzle my rejoicing eyes; 
I would love thee ; may thy goodness 
Watch from heaven o'er all I prize. 

4 I would love thee— I have vowed it; 

On thy love my heart is set ; 

While I love thee I will never 

My Redeemer's blood forget. 
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1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 

My soul is in haste to be gone; 
Oh, bear me, ye cherubim ! up. 

And waft me away to his throne ; 
My Saviour whom absent I love. 

Whom, not having seen, I adore, 
Whose name is exalted above 

All glory, dominion and power, 

2 Dissolve thou these bands that detain 

My soul from her portion in thee; 
Ah ! strike off this adamant chain. 

And make me eternally free. 
When that happy era begins. 

When arrayed in thy glories I shine. 
Nor grieve any more by my sins 

The bosom on which I recline, 

3 Oh, then shall the veil be removed. 

And round me thy brightness be poured; 
I shall meet him whom absent 1 loved, 

I shall see whom unseen I adored; 
And then nevermore shall the fears, 

The trials, temptations and woes. 
Which darken this valley of tears. 

Intrude on my blissful repose. 
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Ye angels who stand round the throne 

And view my Immanuel's face, 
In rapturous songs make him known. 

Tune all your soft harps to his praise; 
He formed you the spirits you are, 

So happy, so noble, so good; 
When others sunk down in despair, 

Confirmed by his power, you stood. 

Ye saints who stand nearer than they, 

And cast your bright crowns at his feet, 
His grace and his glory display. 

And all his rich mercy repeat; 
He snatched you from hell and the grave, 

He ransomed from death and despair, 
For you he was mighty to save. 

Almighty to bring you safe there. 

Oh, when will the period appear 

When I shall unite in your song? 
I 'm weary of lingering here. 

And I to your Saviour belong; 
I want, oh, I want to be there. 

Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, 
Your .joy and your friendship to share, 

To wonder .md worship witli you. 



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342 



1 Jesus ! guide our way 

To eternal day ; 
So shall we, no more delaying-, 
Follow thee, thy voice obeying; 

Lead us by thy hand 

To our fatherland. 



2 "When we danger meet, 
Steadfast make our feet ; 

Lord ! preserve us uncomplainint; 

'Mid the darkness round us reigning; 
Through adversity 
Lies our way to thee. 



3 Order all our way 
Through this mortal day; 

In our toil with aid be near us; 

In our need with succor cheer us ; 
When life's course is o'er, 
Open thou the door. 



343 



Jesus! still lead on, 
Till our rest be won : 



And although the waj' be cheerless. 
We will follow, calm and fearless; 

Guide us hy thy hand 

To our fatherland. 

2 If the way be drear. 
If the foe be near. 

Let not faithless fears o'ertake us. 
Let not faith and hope forsake us; 

For through many a foe 

To our home we go. 

3 When we seek relief 
From a long-felt grief. 

When temptations come, alluring. 
Make us patient and enduring; 
Show us that bright shore 
Where we weep no more. 

4 Jesus! still lead on 
Till our rest be won ; 

Heavenly Leader, still direct us, 

Still support, console, protect us. 

Till we safely stand 

In our fatherland. 

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1 The spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue ethereal sky, 

And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, 

Their great Original proclaim. 

Th' unwearied sun. from day to day, 

Does his Creator's powers display. 

And publishes to every land 

The woi-k of an almighty Hand. 

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale. 
And nightly to the listening earth 
Repeats the story of her birth ; 

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Whilst all the stars that round her burn, 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

3 What though in solemn silence all 
Move round the dark terrestrial ball? 
What though no real voice nor sound 
Amidst their radiant orbs be found? 
In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
And utter forth a glorious voice. 
For ever singing as they shine, 
"The Hand that made us is divine." 



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345 



1 High in the heavens, eternal God! 
Thy goodness in full glory shines; 
Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
: That veils and darkens thy designs. 



For ever firm thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep; 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands, 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 
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J3 My God! how excellent thy grace, 

Whence all our hope and comfort spring! 
\ The sons of Adam, in distress. 
Fly to the shadow of thy wing: 

1 From the provisions of thy house 
We shall be fed with sweet repast; 
There mercy like a river flows. 
And brings salvation to our taste. 

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Springs from the presence of the Lord, 
And in thy light our souls shall see 

The glories promised in thy word. 



346 



1 Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light, 
Girded with majesty and might; 
The world, created by his hands. 
Still on its first foundation stands. 

2 But ere this spacious world was made 
Or had its first foundations laid, 
Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
Thyself, the ever-living God. 



3 Like floods the angry nations rise. 
And aim their rage against the skies ; 
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high ! 
At thy rebuke the billows die. 

4 For ever shall thy throne endure. 
Thy promise stands for ever sure, 
And everlasting holiness 
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 



347 



1 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes— 
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies;. 
Thence all her help my soul derives, 
There my almighty Refuge lives. 

2 He lives— the everlasting God 

That built the world, that spread the flood; 
The heavens with all their hosts he made, 
And the dark regions of the dead. 

3 He guides our feet, he guards our way; 
His morning smiles bless all the day ; 
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps 
The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 

4 Israel, a name divinely blest. 
May rise secure, securely rest; 
Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes 
Admit no slumber nor surprise. 

5 Should earth and hell with malice bum. 
Still thou Shalt go, and still return, 
Safe in the Lord ; his heavenly care 
Defends thy life from every snare. 

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348 



1 The Lord is King ! lift up thy voice, 
Dearth! and, all ye heavens! rejoice; 
From world to world the joy shall ring: 
The Lord omnipotent is King! 

2 The Lord is King ! who then shall dare 
Resist his will, distrust his care? 
Holy and true are all his ways; 

Let every creature speak his praise. 

3 The Lord is King ! exalt your strains. 

Ye saints! your God, your Father, reigns; 

One Lord, one empire, all secures; 

He reigns, and life and death are yours. 

4 Oh, when his wisdom can mistake, 
His might decay, his love forsake. 
Then may his children cease to sing, 
The Lord omnipotent is King! 



349 



1 Jkhovah reigns! his throne is high, 
His robes are light and majesty ; 

His glory shines with beams so bright 
No mortal can sustain the sight. 

2 His terrors keep the world in awe; 
His justice guards his holy law; 
His love reveals a smiling face; 

His truth and promise seal the grace. 

3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, 
And baffles Satan's deep designs; 

His power is sovereign to fulfill 
The noblest counsels of his will. 
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4 And will this glorious Lord descend 
To be my father and my friend? 
Then let my songs with angels join ; 
Heaven is secure if God be mine. 



350 



1 The heavens declare thy glory. Lord I 

In every star thy wisdom shines; 

But when our eyes behold thy word, 

We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light 

And nights and days thy power confess, 
But the blest volume thou hast writ 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise 

Round the whole earth, and never stand; 
So, when thy truth began its race, 
It touched and glanced on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest 

Till through the world thy truth has run, 
Till Christ has all the nations blest 
That see the light or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of righteousness! arise; 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view 

In souls renewed and sins forgiven ; 
Lord! cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 



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351 

1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong; 
Crown him, ye nations ! in your song ; 
His wondrous names and powers rehearse; 
His honors shall enrich your verse. 

2 He rides, and thunders through the sky ; 
His name, Jehovah, sounds on high ; 
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace ! 

Ye saints! rejoice before his face. 

3 He breaks the captive's heavy chain. 
And pris'ners see the light again ; 
But rebels who dispute his will 

Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 

4 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest; 
He's your defence, your joy, your rest; 
When terrors rise and nations faint, 

God is the strength of every saint. 

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1 Thee we adore, eternal Lord! 

We praise thy name with one accord; 
Thy saints who here thy goodness see 
Through all the world do worship thee. 

2 To thee aloud all angels cry. 

And ceaseless raise their songs on high. 

Both cherubim and seraphim, 

The heavens and all the powers therein. 

3 The apostles join the glorious throng; 

The prophets swell the immortal song; 
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The martyrs' noble army raise 
Eternal anthems to thy praise. 

4 Thee, holy, holy, holy King! 
Thee, O Lord God of hosts! they sing; 
Thus earth below and heaven above 
Resound thj' glory and thy love. 



353 



1 Lord of all being! throned afar. 
Thy glory flames from sun and star; 
Centre and soul of every sphere. 
Yet to each loving heart how near ! 

2 Sun of our life ! thy quickening ray 
Sheds on our path the glow of day ; 
Star of our hope ! thy softened light 
Cheers the long watches of the night. 

3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn; 
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; 
Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign ; 
All save the clouds of sin are thine. 

4 Lord of all life ! below, above, 

Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, 
Before thy ever-blazing throne 
We ask no lustre of our own. 

5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, 

And kindling hearts that burn for thee, 

Till all thy loving altars claim 

One holy light, one heavenly flame. 
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1 Lord I thou hast searched and seen me 

through; 
Thine ej'e commands with piercing view 
My rising and my resting hours, 
My lieart and flesh, with all their powers. 

2 Mj' thoughts before they are my own 
Are to my God distinctly known ; 
He knows the words I mean to speak 
Ere from my opening lips they break. 

3 Within thy circling power I stand; 
On every side I find thy hand; 
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 

I am surrounded still with God. 

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! 
What large extent! what lofty height! 
My soul, with all the powers I boast, 
Is in tlie boundless pi'ospect lost. 

5 Oh, may fhcse thoughts possess my breast 
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest, 

Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there. 



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1 Awake, my tongue! thy tribute bring 
To him who gave thee i)ower to sing; 
Praise him who is all praise above. 
The source of light and truth and love. 

2 How vast his knowledge, how profound ! 

A depth where all our I houghts are drowned ; 
The stars he numbers, and their njimes 
He gives to all these heavenly nanies. 
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3 Through each bright world above behold 
Ten thousand thousand charms unfold; 
Earth, air and mighty seas combine 

To speak his wisdom all divine. 

4 But in redemption, oh what grace ! 

Its wonders,oh what thought can trace? 
Here wisdom shirtes for ever bright; 
Praise him, my soul ! with sweet delight. 



356 



1 Oh, dreadful glory that doth make 

Thick darkness round the heavenly throne. 
Through which no angel eye may break, 
Wherein the Lord doth dwell alone! 

2 What secret place, what distxmt star. 

Is like, dread Lord ! to thine abode? 
Why dwellest thou from us so far? 
We yearn for thee, thou hidden God. 



3 Vain searchers! but we need not mourn, 

We need not stretch our weary wings; 
Thou meetest us where'er we turn : 
Thou beamest. Lord ! from all bright things 

4 But sweetest, Lord ! dost thou appear 

In the dear Saviour's smiling face ; 
The heavenly majesty draws near. 
And offers us its kind embrace. 

5 To us, vain searchers after God, 

To us the Holy Ghost doth come; 
From us thou hidest thine abode. 
But thou wilt make our souls thy home. 



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1 The Lord, how woudrous are his ways ! 
How firm his truth, how large his grace ! 
He takes his mercy for his throne. 

And thence he makes his glories known. 

2 Xot half so high his power hath spread 
The starry heavens above our head,. 
As his rich love exceeds our praise — 
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 

3 Not half so far hath nature placed 
The rising morning from the west, 
As his forgiving grace removes 
The daily guilt of those he loves. 

4 How slowly doth his wrath arise! 
On swifter wings salvation Hies; 
And if he lets his anger burn, 
How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 

5 But his eternal love is sure 

To all the saints, and shall endure; 
From age to age his truth shall reign, 
Nor children's children hope in vain. 



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1 L'p to the Lord, who reigns on high 

And views the nations from afar, 
Let everlasting praises fly, 
And tell how large his bounties are. 

2 He overrules all mortal things, 

Aud manages our mean aflairs; 



On humble souls the King of kings 
Bestows his counsels and his cares. 

3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour 

Into the bosom of our God; 
He hears us in the mournful hour. 
And helps us bear the heavy load. 

4 Oh, could our thankful hearts devise 

A tribute equal to thy grace. 
To the third heaven our songs should rise. 
And teach the golden harps thy praise. 



359 



1 Give thanks to God; he reigns above; 
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love; 
His mercy ages past have known. 

And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of his grace record, 
Israel, the nation whom he chose, 
And rescued from their mighty foes. 

3 He feeds and clothes us all the way. 
He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; 
He guards us with a powerful hand. 
And brings us to the heavenly land. 

4 Oh, let the saints with joj'^ record 

The truth and goodness of the Lord; 

How great his works, how kind his ways! 

Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 
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1 The glory of the Lord 

The heavens declare abroad; 
The firmament displays 

The handiwork of God ; 
Day unto day declareth speech, 
And night to night doth knowledge teach. 

2 Aloud they do not speak, 

They utter forth no word, 
Nor into language break— 

Their voice is never heard; 
Their line through all the earth extends, 
Their words to earth's remotest ends. 

3 God's perfect law converts 

The soul in sin that lies; 
His testimony sure 

Doth make the simple wise; 
His statutes just delight the heart. 
His holy precepts light impart. 

4 The fear of God is clean. 

And ever doth endure; 
His judgments all are truth 

And righteousness most pure; 
To be desired are they far more 
Than finest gold in richest store. 

5 Who can his errors know ? 

From secret faults me cleanse; 
Thy servant keep thou back 

From all presumptuous sins; 
Oh, let them not my way control, 
Nor gain dominion o'er my soul. 

6 Then in thy righteous way 

My life shall upriglit be; 
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I shall be innocent— 
From great transgression free; 
Accept my words and thoughts of heart; 
Lord ! thou my strength and Saviour art. 



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1 Upward I lift, mine eyes, 

I^rom God is all my aid— 
The God that built the skies 
And earth and nature made; 
God is the tow'r 
To which I fly; his grace is nigh 
In every hour. 

2 My feet shall never slide. 

And fall in fatal snares, 
Since God, my guard and guide, 
Defends me frgm my fears; 
Those wakeful eyes. 
That never sleep, shall Israel keep 
When dangers rise. 

3 No burning heats by day. 

Nor blasts of evening air 
Shall take my health away 
If God be with me there; 
Thou art my sun, 
And thou my shade, to guard my head 
By night or noon. 

4 Hast thou not given thy word 

To save my soul from death? 
And I can trust my Lord 
To keep my mortal breath; 
I'll go and come, 
Nor fear to die till from on high 
Thou call me home. 



BEING AND PERFECTIONS. 



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1 Oh, worship the King all-glorious above, 
Oh, gratefully sing his power and love ; 

Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, 
Pavilioned in splendor and girded with 
praise. 

2 Oh, tell of his might, oh, sing of his grace, 
Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ; 

11 His chariots of wrath the deep thunder- 
clouds form, 

'; And dark is his path on the wings of the 
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3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite? 
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, 
It streams from the hills, it descends to the 

plains. 
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rains. 



4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail. 
In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; 
Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the 

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1 The Lord Jehovah reigns, 
And royal state maintains. 

His head with awful glories crowned : 
Arrayed in robes of light. 
Begirt with sovereign might. 
And rays of majesty around. 



2 Thy promises are true. 
Thy grace is ever new ; 

There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove ; 
Thy saints with holy fear 
Shall in thy courts appear, 
And sing thine everlasting love. 
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1 I SING th' almighty power of God, 

That made the mountains rise, 
That spread the flowing seas abroad 
And built the lofty skies. 

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained 

The sun to rule the day; 
The moon shines full at his command, 
And all the stars obey. 

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 

That tilled the earth with food ; 
He formed the creatures with his word, 
And then pronounced them good. 

4 Lord! how thy wonders are displayed 

Where'er I turn mine eye! 
If I survey the ground I trea 
Or gaze upon the sky ! 

5 There 's not a plant or flower be 

But makes thy glories known ; 
And clouds arise and temi)ests blow 
By order from thy throne. 



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1 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name, 

And in his strength rejoice; 
When his salvation is our theme, 
Exalted ))c our voice. 

2 With tlianks approach his awful sight. 

And psalms of honor sing; 
The Lord 's a God of boundless might, 
The whole creation's King. 
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3 Come, and with humble souls adore; 

Come, kneel before his face: 
Oh, may the creatures of his power 
Be children of his grace ! 

4 Now is the time ; he bends his ear. 

And waits for your request; 
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, 
"Ye shall not see my rest." 



366 



1 Father! how wide thy glory shines! 

How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known through tlie earth by thousand signs. 
By thousand tlirough the skies. 

2 But when we view thy strange design 

To save rebellious worms. 
Where vengeance and compassion join 
In their divincst forms, 

3 Here the whole Deity is known. 

Nor dares a creature guess 
Which of the glories brightest shone. 
The justice or the grace. 

4 Now tlie full glories of the Lamb 

Adorn the heavenly plains; 
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name. 
And try their clioicest strains. 

o Oh, may I bear some humble part 
\\\ that immortal song! 
Wonder and joy shall tune my hearty 
And love command my tongue. 



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1 O THOU my soul, bless God the Lord, 
And all that in me is, 
Oh, be stirred up his holy name 
To magnify and bless. 

Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy 

And not forgetful be 
Of all his gracious benefits 

He hath bestowed on thee. 

3 All thy iniquities who doth 

Most graciously forgive; 
Who thy diseases all and pains 
Doth heal, and thee relieve. 

4 Who doth redeem thy life that thou 

To death mayst not go down ; 
Who thee with loving-kindness doth, 
And tender mercies, crown ; 

5 Who with abundance of good things 

Doth satisfy thy mouth ; 
And even as the eagle's age, 
He hath renewed thy youth. 

6 The Lord Jehovah gracious is, 
I And he is merciful. 

Long-suffering and slow to wrath. 
In kindness plentiful. 



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Ye glorious hosts of his; 

Ye ministers that do fulfill 

Whate'er his pleasure is. 

8 Oh, bless the Lord, all ye his works, 

Wherewith the world is stored; 
In his dominions everywhere. 
My soul, bless thou the Lord. 

368 

1 Holy and reverend is the name 

Of our eternal King ; 
Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry; 
Thrice holy ! let us sing. 

2 The deepest reverence of the mind 

Pay, O my soul ! to God ; 
Lift witli thy hands a holy heart 
To his sublime abode. 

3 Witli sacred awe pronounce his name 

Whom words nor thoughts can reach; 
A broken heart shall please him more 
Than the best forms of speech. 

4 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul 

From all pollution free; 

The pure in heart are thy delight, 

And they thy face shall see. 

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1 God moves in a mysterious way 

His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 

Of never-failing skill 
He treasures up his bright designs, 
And worlds his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take 

The clouds ye so much dread 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace ; 
Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

C Blind unbelief is sure to err 
And scan his work in vain; 
God is his own interpreter. 
And he will make it plain. 



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1 Thy way, O God ! is in the sea, 

Thy paths I cannot trace, 

Nor comprehend the mystery 

Of thine unbounded grace. 

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2 'Tis but in part I know thy will ; 

I bless thee for the sight; 
When will thy love the rest reveal 
In glory's clearer light? 

3 As through a glass I dimly see 

The wonders of thy love; 
How little do I know of thee, 
Or of the joys above! 

4 With rapture I shall soon survey 

Thy providence and grace; 

And spend an everlasting day 

In wonder, love and praise. 



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1 Since all tlie varying scenes of time 

God's watchful eye surveys, 
Oh, who so wise to choose our lot 
Or to appoint our ways? 

2 Good when lie gives, supremely good, 

Nor less when he denies; 
E'en crosses from his sovereign hand 
Are blessings in disguise. 

3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 

So constant and so kind ? 
To his unerring, gracious will 
Be every wish resigned. 

4 In thy fair book of life divine. 

My God! inscribe my name; 
There let it fill some humble place 
, Beneath my liOrd, the Lamb. 



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His works of power and grace, 
And we'll convey his wonders do 
Through every rising race. 

3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, 

And they again to theirs. 
That generations yet unborn 
May teach them to their heirs. 

4 Thus shall they learn in God alone 

Their hope securely stands, 
That they may ne'er forget his works. 
But practice his commands. 



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1 Keep silence, all created things, 

And wait your Maker's nod ; 
My soul stands trembling while she sings 
The honors of her God. 

2 Life, death and hell, and worlds unknown. 

Hang on his firm decree; 
He sits on no precarious throne, 
Nor borrows leave to be. 

3 Chained to his throne a volume lies. 

With all the fates of men, 
With every angel's form and size, 
Drawn by th' eternal pen. 

4 His providence unfolds his book, 

And makes his counsels shine : 
Each opening leaf and every stroke 
Fulfills some deep design. 

5 My God ! I would not long to see 
j My fate, with curious eyes. 

What gloomy lines are Avrit for me, 
Or what bright scenes may rise. 

6 In thy fair book of life and grace 
May I but find my name 

Recorded in some humble place, 
Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 



373 



1 Let children hear the mighty deeds 
Which God performed of old, 
Which in our younger years we saw. 
And which our fathers told. 



374 



1 The Lord Jehovah unto all 

His goodness doth declare, 
And over all his mighty works 
His tender mercies are. 

2 Thy kingdom shall for ever stand. 

Thy reign through ages all ; 
God raiseth all that are bowed down, 
Upholdeth all that fall. 

3 The eyes of all things wait on thee, 

Thou Giver of all good ! 
And thou in season due dost give 
To every one his food. 

4 My mouth the praises of the Lord 

To publish shall not cease; 
Let all flesh join his holy name 
For evermore to bless. 

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1 O God! we praise thee, and confess 

That thou the only Lord 

And everlasting Father art, 

By all the earth adored. 

2 To thee all angels cry aloud; 

To thee the powers on high, 
Both cherubim and seraphim, 
Continually do cry. 

3 O holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

Whom heavenly hosts obey, 
The world is with the glory filled 
Of thy majestic sway. 

4 The apostles' glorious company, 

And prophets crowned with light, 
With all the martyrs' noble host, 
Thy constant praise recite. 

&The holy church throughout the world, 
O Lord ! confesses thee. 
That thou th' eternal Father art, 
Of boundless majesty. 



376 



1 Gkkat God ! how infinite art thou ! 

What worthless worms are we! 
Let the whole race of creatures bow. 
And pay their praise to thee. 

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 

Ere seas or stars were made; 
Tliou art the ever-living God, 
Were all the nations dead. 
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3 Eternity, with all its years. 

Stands present in thj- view; 
To thee there 's nothing old appears— 
Great God! there's nothing new. 

4 Our lives through various scenes arc drawn, 

And vexed with trifling cares. 
While thine eternal thought moves on, 
Thine undisturbed alfairs. 



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1 The Lord our God is clothed with mi 

Tlie winds obey his will; 
He speaks, and in his heavenly height 
The rolling sun stands still. 

2 Rebel, yc waves! and o'er the land 

With thrc'iileiiing aspect loar; i 

The liOrd uplifts his awful hand, j 

And chains you to the shore. I 

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3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine; 

Without his high behest 
Ye shall not in the mountain pine 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar. 

In distant peals it dies; 
He yokes the whirlwind to his car. 
And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye nations! bend, in reverence bend; 

Ye monarchs! wait his nod. 
And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate our God. 



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1 Call Jehovah thy salvation, 

Rest beneath the Almighty's shade; 
In his secret habitation 
Dwell, nor ever be dismayed ; 

2 There no tumult can ;ilarm thee. 

Thou Shalt dread no hidden snare; 
Guile nor violence can harm thee, 
In eternal safeguard there. 

3 From the sword, at noon-day wasting 

From the noisome pestilence 
In the depth of midnight blasting, 
God shall be thy sure defence : 

4 Fear not thou the deadly quiver 

When a thousand feel the blow; 
! Mercy shall thy soul deliver 

Though ten thousand be laid low. 

1 5 Since, with pure and warm affection 
I t Thou on God hast set thy love, 
I With the wings of his protection 
He will shield thee from above ; 

6 Thou Shalt call on him in trouble: 
He will hearken, he will save; 
Here, for grief, reward thee double, 
] Crown with life beyond the grave. 

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I God is love; his mercy brightens 
All the path in which we rove; 
Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 



2 Chance and change are busy ever; 

Man decays and ages move; 

But his mercy waneth never; 

God is wisdom, God is love. 

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth 

Will his changeless goodness prove : 
From the gloom his brightness streameth; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

4 He with earthly cares entwineth 

Hope and comfort from above : 
Everywhere his glory shineth ; 
God is wisdom, God is love. 



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1 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore him, 

Praise him, angels in the height; 
Sun and moon, rejoice before him; 
Praise him, all ye stars of light. 

2 Praise the Loi'd, for he hath spoken ; 

Worlds his naighty voice obeyed; 

Laws Avhich never shall be broken 

For their guidance he hath made. 

3 Praise the Lord ! for he is glorious; 

Never shall his promise fail; 
God hath made his saints victorious, 
Sin and death shall not prevail. 

4 Praise the God of our salvation, 

Hosls on high his power proclaim; 
Heaven and earth and all creation 
Laud and magnify his name. 
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1 O God ! thou art my God alone ; 

Early to thee ray soul shall cry, 
A pilgrim in a land unknown, 
A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 

2 Oh. that it were as it hath been. 

When, praying in the holy place, 
Thy powder and glory I have seen, 
And marked the footsteps of thy grace. 

3 Yet through this rough and thorny maze 

I follow hard on thee, my God ! 
Thy hand unseen upholds my ways, 
I safely tread where thou hast trod. 

4 Thee, in the watches of the night, 

When I remember on my bed, 
Thy presence makes the darkness light. 
Thy guardian wings are round my head. 

5 Better than life itself thy love; 

Dearer than all beside to me; 
For whom have I in heaven above 
Or what on earth compared with thee? 



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1 O liORD ! how full of sweet content 
Our years of pilgrimage are spent! 
Where'er we dwell, we dwell with thee. 
In heaven, in earth or on the sea. 

2 To us remains nor place nor time; 
Our country is in every clime; 
We can be calm and free from care 
On any shore, since God is there. 

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3 While place we seek or place we shun. 
The soul finds happiness in none ; 
But with our God to guide our way, 
'Tis equal joy to go or stay. 

4 Could we be cast where thou art not, 
That were indeed a dreadful lot; 
But regions none remote we call. 
Secure of finding God in all. 



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1 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid 
To him that earth's foundation laid; 
Praise to the God whose strong decrees 
Sway the creation as he please. 

2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
Who rules his people by his word; 
And there, as strong as his decrees, 
He sets his kindest promises. 

3 Whence, then, should doubts and fears arise? 
Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes? 
Slowl5% alas! our mind receives 

The comforts that our Maker gives. 

4 Oh, for a strong, a lasting faith 

To credit what th' Almighty saith ! 
T' embrace the message of his Son, 
And call the joys of heaven our own ! 

5 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake, 
And all the wheels of nature break. 

Our steady souls should fear no more 
Than solid rocks when billows roar. 



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1 God is the refuge of his saints 

When storms of sharp distress invade ; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold him present with his aid. 

2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 

Down to the deep and buried there, 
Convulsions shake the solid world. 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 There is a stream whose gentle flow 

Supplies the city of our God, 
Life, love and joj- still gliding through 
And watering our divine abode. 

4 That sacred stream, thy holy word, 

Our grief allays, our fear controls ; 
Sweet peace thy promises afford. 
And give new strength to fainting souls. 

5 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, 

Secure against a threatening hour; 
Nor can her firm foundations move. 
Built on his truth and armed wath power. 



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ILord! I will bless thee all my days: 

Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue; 
My soul shall glorj- in thy grace. 
While saints rejoice to hear the song. 

2 Come, magnify the Lord with me; 
Come, let us all exalt his name; 
I sought th' eternal God, and he 
Has not exposed my hope to shame. 



3 I told him all my secret grief. 

My secret groanings reached his ears, 
He gave my inward pains relief, 
And calmed the tumult of my fears. 

4 To him the poor lift up their eyes. 

With heavenlj' joy their faces shine; 
A beam of mercy from the skies 
Fills them with light and joy divine. 

5 His holy angels pitch their tents 

Around the men that serve the Lord ; 
Oh, fear and love him, all his saints! 
Taste of his grace and trust his word. 



386 



1 God will our strength and refuge prov-e, 

In all distress a present aid; 
And though the trembling earth remove, 
We will not fear or be dismayed; 

2 Though hills be cast amid the sea. 

And angry billows round them break. 
Though waters roar and troubled be. 
And mountains, with their swelling, shake. 

3 A river flows whose living streams 

Make glad the city of our God. 
The tents where heavenly glory beams, 
Where God most high hath his abode. 

4 God has in her his dwelling made, 

And she shall nevermore be moved; 
Her God shall earlj'^ give her aid, 
As he her help hath ever proved. 
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BLENDON. 



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387 



1 No change of time shall ever shock 

My firm affection. Lord ! to thee, 
For thou ViVLit always been my rock, 
A fortress and defence to me. 

2 Tiiou my deliverer art, my God ! 

My trust is in tliy miglity power; 
Thou art my shield from foes abroad. 
At home my safeguard and my tower. 

3 To thee will I address my prayer 

To whom all praise we justly owe; 
So shall I by thy watchful care 
Be guarded safe from every foe. 

4 Let the eternal liord be praised. 

The rock on whose defence I rest, 
To highest heavens his name be raised, 
Who me with his salvation blessed. 

5 My God ! to celebrate thy fame 

My grateful voice to heaven I '11 raise. 
And nations, strangers to thy name, 
Shall learn to sing thy glorious praise. 



388 



1 Wait, O my soul ! thy Maker's will; 
Tumultuous passions, all be still; 
Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 
His ways are just, his counsels wise. 

2 He In the thickest darkness dwells, 
Performs his work, the cause conceals; 
And though his footsteps are unknown, 
Judgment and truth support his throne. 

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3 In heaven and earth, in air and seas. 
He executes his wise decrees; 

And by his saints it stands confessed 
That what he does is ever best. 

4 Then, O my soul ! submissive wait. 
With reverence bow before his seat; 
And 'midst the terrors of his rod 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 



389 



1 As pants the hart for water-brooks. 

So pants my soul, O God ! for thee; 
For thee it thirsts, to thee it looks. 
And longs the living God to see. 

2 Oh, why art thou cast down, my soul? 

And what should so disquiet thee? 
Still hope in God, and him extol 
Whose face brings saving health to me. 

3 Deep calls to deep in thunders loud, 

Thj' waterspouts repeat the call. 
Whilst o'er me roll the billows proud, 
And all thy waves upon me fall. 

4 Yet shall the Lord command by daj' 

His loving-kindness, and his song 

By night be with me; and I'll pray 

To him who doth my life prolong. 

5 Oh, why art thou cast down, my soul? 

And what should so disquiet thee? 
Still hope in God, and him extol 
Whose face brings saving health to me. 



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1 No more, my God I I boast no m^ore, 

Of all the duties I have done; 
I quit the hopes I held before 
To trust the merits of thy Son. 

2 Now, for the love I bear his name, 

What was my gain I count my loss; 
My former pride I call my shame. 
And nail my glory to his cross. 

3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 

All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; 
Oh, may my soul be found in him. 
And of his righteousness partake. 

4 The best obedience of my hands 

Dares not appear before thy throne, 
But faith can answer thy demands 
By pleading what my Lord has done. 

391 

1 My God! permit me not to be 
A stranger to myself and thee ; 
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 
Forgetful of my highest love. 

I 2 Why should my passions mix with earth. 
And thus debase my heav'nly birth? 
Why should I cleave to things below. 
And let my God, ray Saviour, go? 

a Call me away from flesh and sense, 
One sov'reign word can draw me thence; 



1 would obey the voice divine, 
And all inferior joys resign. 

4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn, 
Let noise and vanity be gone ; 
In secret silence of the mind, 
My heav'n, and there my God, I find. 



392 



1 I SEND the joys of earth away— 

Away, ye tempters of the mind! 
False as the smooth, deceitful sea. 
And empty as the whistling wind. 

2 Your streams were floating me along 

Down to the gulf of black despair; 
And while I listened to your song 
Your sti-earas had e'en conveyed me there. 

3 Lord! I adore thy matchless grace, 

That warned me of that dark abyss. 
That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
And bade me seek superior bliss, 

4 Now, to the shining realms.above, 

I stretch my hands and glance n^ine eyes; 
Oh, for tlie pinions of a dove 
To bear me to the upper skies ! 

5 There, from the bosom of my God, 

Oceans of endless pleasure roll; 

There would I fix my last abode, 

And drown the sorrows of my soul. 
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393 

1 Show pity, Lord ! O Lord ! forgive; 
Let a repenting rebel live ; 

Are not thy mercies large and free? 
May not a sinner trust in thee? 

2 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

3 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
Lord! should thy judgment grow severe, 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

5 YeL save a trembling sinnei-. Lord ! 
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

394 

1 A KUOKEN heart, my God! my King! 
Is all the sacrifice I bring; 

The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 

2 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 

And owns thy dreadful sentence just; 
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Look down, O Lord ! with pitying eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

3 Then will I teach the world thy ways; 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; 
I '11 lead them to my Saviour's blood. 
And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 

4 Oh, may thy love inspire my tongue; 
Salvation shall be all my song. 

And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 



395 



1 O THOU that hearest when sinners cry ! 
Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
Behold them not with angry look, 
But blot their mem'i'y from thy book. 

2 Create my nature pure within, 
And form my soul averse to sin ; 
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart. 

Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 

3 I cannot live without thy light. 

Cast out and banished from fhy sight; 
Thy holy joys, my God! restore. 
And guard me, that I fall no more. 

4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord! 
His help and comfort still afford, 

And let a wretch come near thy throne 
To plead the merits of thy Son. 



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1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, 
A trembling sinner, Lord ! I cry ; 
Thy pardoning grace is rich and free ; 
O God ! be merciful to me ! 

2 I smite upon my troubled breast, 

With deep and conscious guilt oppressed; 
Christ and his cross my only plea ; 
O God ! be merciful to me ! 

3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes. 
Nor dare uplift them to the skies; 
But thou dost all my anguish see ; 
O God ! be merciful to me ! 

4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, 
Can for a single sin atone; 

To Calvary alone I flee; 
O God ! be merciful to me ! 



397 



1 Return, my roving heart ! return. 

And chase these shadowy forms no more; 
Seek out some solitude to mourn, 
And thy forsaken God implore. 

2 And thou, my God ! whose piercing eye 

Distinct surveys each deep recess. 
In these abstracted hours draw nigh, 
And with thy presence fill the place. 

3 Through all the mazes of my heart 

My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
, And still its radiant beams impart 
I Till all be searched and purified. 
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4 Then, with the visits of thy love. 

Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer. 
Till every grace shall join to prove 
That God has fixed his dwelling there. 



398 



1 When at thy footstool, Lord ! I bend, 

And plead with thee for mercy there, 
Oh, think thou of the sinner's Friend, 
And for his sake receive my prayer. 

2 Oh, think not of my shame and guilt. 

My thousand stains of deepest dye ; 

Think of the blood which Jesus spilt. 

And let that blood my pardon buy. 

3 Think, Lord ! how I am still thine own. 

The trembling creature of thy hand; 
Think how my heart to sin is prone. 
And what temptations round me stand. 

4 Oh, think upon thy holy word. 

And every plighted promise there; 
How prayer should evermore be heard. 
And how thy glory is to spare. 

5 Oh, think not of my doubts and fears. 

My strivings with thy grace divine ; 
Think upon Jesus' woes and tears, 
And let his merits stand for mine. 

6 Thine eye, thine ear, they are not dull; 

Thine arm can never shortened be; 
Behold me here ; my lieart is full ; 
Behold, and spare and succor me ! 
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399 

1 My God ! I leave to thee my ways ; 

I hope in thee, whate'er betide. 
To find thee in the evil days 

My all-sufl!lcient Strength and Guide ; 
"Who trusts in God's unchanging love 
Builds on the rock that naught can move. 

2 What can our anxious cares avail, 

Our never-ceasing groans and sighs? 
What can it help us to bewail 

Each painful moment as it flies? 
Our cross and trials do but press 
The heavier for our bitterness. 

3 Help me my restless heart to still. 

And wait in cheerful hope, content 
To take whate'er thy gracious will, 

Thy all-discerning love, hath sent; 

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No doubt my inmost wants are known 
To him who chose me for his own. 



4 Thou know'st when joyful hours are best. 
And send'st them as thou seest them meet; 
When I have borne the fiery test. 

And am made free from all deceit. 
Thou comest to me all unaware, , 

And makest me own thy loving care. 



5 Help me to swerve not from thy ways, 
But do my own part faithfully. 
And trust thy promises of grace, 

That they may be fulfilled in me; 
Thou never wilt forsake at need 
The soul that trusts in thee indeed. 



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1 I ASKED the Lord that I might grow 

In faith and love and every grace. 

Might more of his salvation know, 

And seek more earnestly his face. 

2 'T was he who taught me thus to pray, 

And he, I trust, has answei-ed prayer; 
But it has been in such a way 
As almost drove me to despair. 

3 I hoped that in some favored hour 

At once he 'd answer my request, 

And by his love's constraining power 

Subdue my sins and give me rest. 

4 Instead of this, he made me feel 

The hidden evils of my heart, 

And let the angry powers of hell 

Assault my soul in every part. 

5 Yea, more, with his own hand he seemed 

Intent to aggravate my woe, 
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed. 
Blasted my gourds and laid me low. 

6 "Lord! why is this?" I trembling cried: 

"Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?" 
"'Tis in this way," the Lord replied, 
" I answer prayer for grace and faith. 



7 " These inward trials I employ 

From self and pride to set thee free. 
And break thy schemes of earthly joy. 
That thou mayest seek thine all in me. 



401 



1 My spirit sinks within me, Lord ! 

But I will call thy name to mind, 
And times of past distress record 
When I have found my God was kind. 

2 Yet will the Loi'd command his love 

When I address his throne by day; 
Nor in the night his grace remove ; 
The night shall hear me sing and pray. 

3 I '11 cast myself before his feet. 

And say, " My God, my heavenly Rock ! 
Why doth thy love so long forget 
The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?" 

4 I '11 chide my heart that sinks so low ; 

Why should my soul indulge her grief? 
Hope in the Lord and praise him too; 
He is my rest, my sure relief. 

5 Thy light and truth shall guide me still ; 

Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, 

And lead me to thy heavenly hill, 

My God! my most exceeding joy ! 
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1 O THOU whose tender mercy hears 

Contrition's humble sigh, 
Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye! 

2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 

A wretched wanderer mourn ; 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
Hast thou not said " Return" ? 

3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 

To drive me from thy feet? 
Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, 
This only safe retreat. 

4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, 

"With beams of mercy shine, 
And let thy healing voice impart 
A taste of joy divine. 



403 



1 O God of mercy ! hear my call. 

My load of guilt remove; 
Break down this separating wall 
That bars me from thy love. 

2 Give me the presence of thy grace; 

Then my rejoicing tongue 
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, 
And make thy praise my song. 

3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, 

For sin could e'er atone; 
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The death of Christ shall still remain 
Sufficient and alone. 

4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert 
My God will ne'er despise; 
An humble groan, a broken heart. 
Is our best sacrifice. 



404 



1 How oft, alas! this wretched heart 

Has wandered from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart. 
Forgetful of his word ! 

2 Yet sovereign mercy calls " Return !" 

Dear Lord ! and may I come? 
My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
Oh, take the wanderer home. 

3 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive. 

And bid my crimes remove? 

And shall a pardoned rebel live 

To speak thy wondrous love? 

4 Almighty grace! thy healing power. 

How glorious, how divine! 
That can to life and bliss restore 
So vile a heart as mine. 

5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet. 

Dear Saviour ! I adore ; 
Oh, keep me at thy sacred feet, 
And let me rove no more. 



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ST. MARTINS. 



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Oct of the deepg of long distress, 

The borders of despair, 
I sent my cries to seek tliy grace, 

My groans to reach thine ear. 

2 Great God ! should thy severer eye 

And thine impartial hand 
Mark and revenge iniquity, 
No mortal flesh could stand. 

3 But there are pardons with my God 

For crimes of high degree ; 
Thy Son hath bought them with his blood 
To draw us near to thee. 

4 I wait for thy salvation. Lord ! 

With strong desires I wait ; 
My soul, invited by thy word. 
Stands watching at thy gate. 

5 Just as the guards that keep the night 

Long for the morning skies, 
Watch the first beams of breaking light, 
And meet them with their eyes, 

6 So waits my soul to see thy grace ; 

And more intent than they. 
Meets the first openings of thy face, 
And finds a brighter day. 

7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust, 

Let Israel seek his face; 
The Lord is good as well as just. 
And plenteous in his grace. 



8 There 's full redemption at his throne 
For sinners long enslaved; 
The great Redeemer is his Son, 
And Israel shall be saved. 



406 



1 In thy great loving-kindness. Lord! 

Be merciful to me; 
In thy compassions great blot out 
All my iniquity. 

2 Do thou with hyssop sprinkle me. 

And clean I then shall be; 
I shall be whiter than the snow 
When I am washed by thee. 

3 Of gladness and of joyfulness 

Make me to hear the voice. 
That so these very bones which thou 
Hast broken may rejoice. 

4 All my iniquities blot out. 

My sin hide from thy view ; 
Create a clean heart, Lord ! in me, 
A spirit right renew. 

5 And from thy gracious presence, Lord; 

Oh, cast me not away ; 
Thy Holy Spirit utterly 
Take not from me, I pray. 

6 The joy which thy salvation brings 

Again to me restore ; 
With thy free Spirit, oh, do thou 
Uphold me evermore. 

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1 I WAITED patient for the Lord,— 

He bowed to hear my cry ; 
He saw me resting on his word, 
And brought salvation nigh. 

2 He raised me from a horrid pit, 

Wliere, mourning, long I lay, 
And from my bonds released my feet — 
Deep bonds of miry clay. 

3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, 

And taught my cheerful tongue 
To praise the wonders of his hand. 
In a new thankful song. 

4 1 '11 spread his works of grace abroad; 

The saints with joy shall hear; 
And sinners learn to make my God 
Their only hope and fear. 

5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! 

Thy mercies, Lord! how great! 
We have not words nor hours enough' 
Their numbers to repeat. 



408 



1 With tears of anguish I lament, 

Here at thy feet, my God ! 
My passion, pride and discontent. 
And vile ingratitude. 

2 Sure, there was ne'er a heart so base. 

So false, as mine has been. 
So faithless to its promises, 
So prone to every sin. 
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3 How long, dear Saviour! shall I feel 

These struggles in my breast? 
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will. 
And give my conscience rest? 

4 Break, sovereign grace! oh, break the charm, 

And set the captive free; 
Reveal, Almighty God! thine arm, 
And haste to rescue me. 



409 



1 All, that I was— my sin. my guilt, 

My death— was all my own ; 
All that I am, I owe to thee. 
My gracious God ! alone. 

2 The evil of my former state 

Was mine, and only mine; 
The good in which I now rejoice 
Is thine, and only thine. 

3 The darkness of my former state. 

The bondage, all was mine; 
The light of life, in which I walk, 
The liberty, is thine. 

4 Thy grace first made me feel ray sin, 

It taught me to believe; 
Then, in believing, peace I found. 
And now I live, I live, 

5 All that I am, e'en here on earth. 

All that I hope to be. 
When Jesus comes and glory dawns, 
I owe it. TiOrd ! to thee. 



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410 

1 Oh, for a heart to praise my God ? 

A heart from sin set free; 
A heart that always feels thy blood, 
So f reel J- shed for me; 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek. 

My great Redeemer's throne. 
Where only Christ is heard to speak. 
Where Jesus reigns alone. 

3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, 

Believing, true and clean ; 
Which neither life nor death can part 
From him that dwells within ! 

4 A heart in every thought renewed, 

And filled with love divine ; 
Perfect and right and pure and good, 
A copy, Lord ! of thine. 



411 



1 Oh, greatly blessed the people are 

The joyful sound that know; 
In brightness of thy face, O Lord-! 
They ever on shall go. 

2 They in thy name shall all the day 

Rejoice exceedingly ; 
And in thy righteousness shall they 
Exalted be on high ; 



3 Because the glory of their strength 

Doth only stand in thee; 
And in thy favor shall our horn 
And pow'r exalted be. 

4 For God is our defence; he will 

To us salvation bring : 
The holy One of Israel 
Is our almighty King. 



412 



1 There is a safe and secret place. 

Beneath the wings divine, 
Reserved for all the heirs of grace ; 
Oh, be that refuge mine ! 

2 The least and feeblest there may bide, 

L'^ninjured and unawed; 
While thousands fall on every side, 
He rests secure in God. 

3 He feeds in pastures, large and fair. 

Of love and truth divine; 
O child of God ! O glory's heir I 
How rich a lot is thine ! 

4 A hand almighty to defend, 

An ear for every call. 

An honored life, a peaceful end, 

And heaven to crown it all ! 
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413 



1 Thou art my portion, O my God! 

Soon as I know thy way. 
My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, 
And suflfers no delay. 

2 I choose the path of heavenly truth. 

And glory in my choice ; 
Not all the riches of the earth 
Could make me so rejoice. 

3 The testimonies of thy grace 

I set before mine eyes; 
Thence I derive my daily strength, 
And there my comfort lies. 

4 If once I wander from thy path, 

I think upon my ways; 
Then turn my feet to thy commands. 
And trust thy pard'ning grace. 

5 Now I am thine, for ever thine; 

Oh, save thy servant, Lord ! 
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place, 
My hope is in thy word. 

414 

1 Unshaken as the sacred hill. 

And fixed as mountains be. 
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest 
That leans, O Lord ! on thee. 

2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well 

Old Salem's happy ground ; 
As those eternal arms of If)vo, 
That every saint surround. 
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3 Deal gently. Lord! with souls sincere. 
And lead them safely on 
To the bright gates of paradise, 
"Where Christ, their Lord, is gone. 



415 



1 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways 

To keep his statutes still ! 
Oh, that my God would grant me grace 
To know and do his will ! 

2 Oh, send thy Spirit down, to write 

Thy law upon my heart ; 
Nor let m5' tongue indulge deceit, 
Or act the liar's part. 

3 From vanity turn otT my eyes; 

Let no corrupt design 
Nor covetous desires arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

4 Order my footsteps by thy word. 

And make my heart sincere; 

Let sin have no dominion. Lord! 

But keep my conscience clear. 

5 My soul hath gone too far astray, 

My feet too often slip ; 
Yet. since I 've not forgot thy way, 
Restore thy wandering sheep. 

6 Make me to walk in thy commands— 

'Tis a deliglitfnl road ; 
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands. 
Offend against ray God. 



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MANOAH. 



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416 

1 My God! my Father! blissful name! 

Oh, may I call thee mine? 
May I with sweet assurance claim 
A portion so divine? 

2 This only can my fears control, 

And bid my sorrows fly 
What harm can ever reach my soul 
Beneath my Father's eye? 

3 Whate'er thy providence denies, 

I calmly would resign 
For thou art just and good and wise; 
Oh, bend my will to thine. 

4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, 

Oh, give me strength to bear; 
And let me know my Father reigns. 
And trust his tender care. 

5 If pain and sickness rend this frame. 

And life almost depart, 
Is not thy mercy still the same. 
To cheer my drooping heart? 

6 My God ! my Father ! be thy name 

My solace and my stay; 
Oh, wilt thou seal my humble claim. 
And drive my fears away ? 



417 



1 My God! how wonderful thou art! 
Thy majesty how bright! 



How beautiful thy mercy-seat, 
In depths of burning light! 

2 How dread are thine eternal years, 

O everlasting Lord ! 
By prostrate spirits, day and night, 
Incessantly adored. 

3 How beautiful, how beautiful. 

The sight of thee must be. 
Thine endless wisdom, boundless power 
And awful purity ! 

4 Oh, how I fear thee, living God ! 

With deepest, tenderest fears, 
And worship thee with trembling hope 
And penitential tears. 

5 Yet I moy love thee too, O Lord! 

Almighty as thou.art. 
For thou hast stooped to ask of me 
The love of my poor heart. 

6 No earthly father loves like thee. 

No mother half so mild 
Bears and forbears as thou hast done 
With me, thy sinful child. 

7 Father of Jesus, love's reward! 

What rapture will it be. 

Prostrate before thy throne to lie. 

And ever gaze on thee ! 

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1 Soon as I heard my Father say, 

" Ye children ! seek my grace," 
My heart replied without delay, 
" I '11 seek my Father's face." 

2 Let not thy face be hid from me, 

Nor frown my soul away ; 
God of my life ! I fly to thee 
In a distressing day. 

3 Should friends and kindred near and dear 

Leave me to want or die, 
My God would make my life his care, 
And all my need supply. 

4 My fainting flesh had died with grief 

Had not my soul believed. 

To see thy grace provide relief; 

Nor was my hope deceived. 

5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, 

And keep your courage up; 
He'll raise your spirit when it faints, 
And far exceed your hope. 



419 



1 Oh, could I find, from day to day, 

A nearness to my God, 
Then should my hours glide sweet away, 
Nor sin nor fear intrude. 

2 Lord ! I desire with thee to live 

Anew from day to day. 
In joys the world can never give, 
Nor ever take away. 
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3 O Jesus ! come and rule my heart, 

And make me wholly thine. 

That I may nevermore depart. 

Nor grieve thy love divine. 

4 Thus, till my last expiring breath. 

Thy goodness I '11 adore ; 
And when my flesh dissolves in death 
My soul shall love thee more. 



420 



1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes; 

There all my hopes are laid; 
The Lord who built the earth and skies 
Is my perpetual aid. 

2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall 

Whom he designs to keep; 
His ear attends the softest call ; 
His eyes can never sleep. 

3 Israel! rejoice, and rest secure; 

Thy keeper is the Lord ; 
His wakeful eyes employ his power 
For thine eternal guard. 

4 No scorching sun nor sickly moon 

Shall have his leave to smite; 
He shields thy head from burning noon, 
From blasting damps at night. 

5 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath 

Where thickest dangers come; 

Go and return, secure from death. 

Till God commands thee home. 



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1 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord ! 

On thee I fix my trust, 
Encouraged by thy holy word, 
A feeble child of dust. 

2 I have no argument beside, 

I urge no other plea; 
And 'tis enough the Saviour died— 
The Saviour died for me. 

8 Mid trials heavy to be borne. 
When mortal strength is vain, 
A heart with grief and anguish torn, 
A body racked with pain ; 

I Ah ! what could give the sufferer rest. 
Bid every murmur flee, 
But this the witness in my breast 
That Jesus died for me? 

6 And when thine awful voice commands 
This body to decay, 
And life, in its last lingering sands, 
Is ebbing fast away, 

6 Then, thougli it be in accents weak, 
And faint and tremblingly. 
Oh, give me strength in death to speak, 
" My Saviour died for me.'' 



1 My God ! thy service well demands 

The remnant of my days ; 
Why was this fleeting breath renewed 
But to renew thy praise? 

2 Thine arm of everlasting love 

Did this weak frame sustain. 
When life was hovering o'er the grave, 
And nature sunk with pain. 

3 Calmly 1 bowed my fainting head 

On thy dear faithful breast, 
Pleased to obey my Father's call 
To his eternal rest. 

4 Into thy hands, my Saviour, God ! 

Did I my soul resign. 
In firm dependence on that truth 
Which made salvation mine. 

5 Back from the borders of the grave 

At thy command I come, 
Nor would I urge a speedier flight 
To my celestial home. 

6 Where thou appointest my abode 

There would I choose to be, 
For in thy presence, death is life, 

And earth is heaven with thee. 

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NAOMI. 



C. M. 




423 



1 Father! whate'er of earthly bliss 

Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : 

2 " Give us a calm, a thankful heart. 

From every murmur free ; 
The blessings of thy grace impart, 
And make us live to thee. 

3 " Let the sweet hope that we are thine 

Our life and death attend ; 
Thy presence through our journey shine, 
And crown our journey's end." 



424 



1 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite 

In Silence soft and sweet; 
And thou, my soul, sit gently down 
At thy great Sovereign's feet. 

2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard. 

Yet gladly I attend; 
For, lo! the everlasting God 
Proclaims himself my friend. 

8 Harmonious accents to my soul 
The sounds of peace convey ; 
The tempest at his word subsides, 
And winds and seas obey. 

4 By all its joys I charge my heart 

To grieve his love no more, 

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But charmed by melody divine, 
To give its follies o'er. 



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1 O LoKD ! my best desire fulfill. 

And help me to resign 
Life, health and comfort to thy will. 
And make thy pleasure mine. 

2 "Why should I shrink at thy command, 

Whose love forbids my fears? 
Or tremble at the gracious hand 
That wipes away my tears? 

3 No; let me rather freely yield 

What most I prize to thee, 

■"ho never hast a good withheld. 

Or wilt withhold, from me. 

4 Thy favor all ray journey through 

Thou art engaged to grant; 
What else I want, or think I do, 
'T is better still to want. 

5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way; 

Shall I resist them both ? 
A poor blind creature of a day. 
And crushed before the moth. 

6 But, ah ! my inmost spirit cries. 

Still bind me to thy sway ; 
Else the next cloud that veils my skies 
Drives all these thoughts away. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 
ALEXANDRIA. 



C. M. 




1 Oh, for a closer walk with God, 

A calm and heavenly frame, 

A light to shine upon the road 

That leads me to the Lamb. 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew 

When first I saw the Lord? 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word? 

3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! 

How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
But they have left an aching void 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holy Dove! return, 

Sweet messenger of rest ! 
I hate the sins that made thee mourn 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whate'er that idol be, 
Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame; 
So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 



427 



1 My God ! 'tis to thy mercy-seat 
My soul for shelter flies ; 
'Tis here I find a safe retreat 
When storms and tempests rise. 



2 My cheerful hope can never die 

If thou, my God! art near; 
Thy grace can raise my comforts high 
And banish every fear. 

3 My great Protector and my Lord ! 

Thy constant aid impart; 
And let thy kind, thy gracious word 
Sustain my trembling heart. 

4 Oh, never let my soul remove 

From this divine retreat; 
Still let me trust thy power and love, 
And dwell beneath thy feet. 



428 



1 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise. 

What snares beset my way ! 
To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes. 
And hourly watch and pray. 

2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, 

And melt in flowing tears ! 
I strive against my foes in vain, 
I sink amid my fears. 

3 O Lord ! increase my faith and hope 

When foes and fears prevail, 

And bear my fainting spirit up. 

Or soon my strength will fail. 

4 Oh keep me in thy heavenly way. 

And bid the tempter flee, 

And never, never let me stray 

From happiness and thee. 

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GENEVA. 



C. M. 




429 



1 When all thy mercies, O my God ! 

My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love and praise. 

2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul 

Thy tender care bestowed. 
Before my infant heart conceived 
From whom those comforts flowed. 

3 When in the slippery paths of youth 

With heedless steps I ran, 
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe. 
And led me up to man. 

4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ ; 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

5 Through every period of my life 

Thy goodness I'll pursue. 
And after death in distant worlds 
The glorious theme renew. 

6 Through all eternity to thee 

A joyful song I '11 raise; 

But oh, eternity 's too short 

To utter all thy praise. 



430 



I.oud! when my raptured thought surveys 

Creation's beauties o'er. 
All nature joins to teach thy praise, 

And bid my soul adore. 
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2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes 

Thy radiant footsteps shine; 
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, 
And speak their source divine. 

3 On me thy providence hath shone 

With gentle, smiling rays; 
Oh, let my lips and life make known 
Thy goodness and thy praise. 

4 All-bounteous Lord! thy grace impart; 

Oh, teach me to improve 
Thy gifts, with ever-grateful heart, 
And crown them with thy love. 



431 



1 O THOU whose bounty fills my cup 

With every blessing meet ! 
I give thee thanks for every drop. 
The bitter and the sweet. 

2 I praise thee for the desert road. 

And for the river-side. 
For all thy goodness hath bestowed. 
And all thy grace denied, 

3 I thank thee both for smile and frown. 

And for the gain and loss; 
I praise thee for the future crown, 
And for the present cross. 

4 I bless thee for the glad increase. 

And for the waning joy ; 
And for this strange, this settled peace, 
Which nothing can destroy. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



BRATTLE STREET. 





1 Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power! 

Be my vain wislies stilled ; 

And may this consecrated hour 

With better hopes be filled. 

2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed, 

To thee my thoughts would soar ; 
I Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; 
That mercy I adore. 

3 In each event of life.how clear 

Thy ruling hand I see! 
Each blessing to my soul most dear 
Because conferred by thee. 

4 In every joy that crowns my days. 

In every pain I bear, 
My heart shall find delight in praise, 
Or seek relief in pi*ayer. 

5 When gladness wings the favored hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower. 
My soul shall meet thy will. 

6 Isly lifted eye without a tear 

The gathering storm shall see; 
My steadfast heart shall know no fear; 
That heart will rest on thee. 



433 



1 As pants the hart for cooling streams 
When heated in the chase. 
So pants my soul, O Lord ! for thee. 
And thy refreshing grace. 



2 For thee, my God, the living God! 

My thirsty soul doth pine; 
Oh, when shall I behold thy face. 
Thou Majesty divine ! 

3 I sigh to think of happier days, 

When thou, O Lord ! wast nigh, 
When every heart was tuned to praise, 
And none more blessed than I. 

4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? 

Trust God, and thou shalt sing 
His praise again, and find him still 
Thy health's eternal spring. 



434 



1 My God ! the covenant of thy love 
Abides for ever sure, 
And in its matchless grace I feel 
My happiness secure. 



2 Since thou, the everlasting God, 

My Father art become, 
Jesus my guardian and my friend. 
And heaven my final home, 

3 I welcome all thy sovereign will. 

For all that will is love ; 
And when I know not what thou dost, 
I wait the light above. 

4 Thy covenant, in the darkest gloom. 

Shall be my strength and staj'. 
Shall cheer my passage to the tomb, 
And guide to endless day. 

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DUNDEE. 



C. M. 




435 



1 Our God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home ! 

2 Before the hills in order stood. 

Or earth received her frame, 
From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

3 A thousand ages in thy sight 

Are like an evening gone, 



Short as the watch that ends the night 
Before the rising dawn. 

4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons awaj-^ ; 
They fly forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the opening day. 

5 Our God, our help in ages past. 

Our hope for years to come ! 
Be thou our guard while troubles last 
And our eternal home. 



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How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal wisdom is their guide, 

Their help. Omnipotence. 

In foreign realms and lands remote, 

Supported by thy care. 
Through burning climes they pass unhurt. 

And breathe in tainted air. 

When, by the dreadful tempest borne 
High on the broken wave, 



They know thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 

Obedient to thy will ; 
The sea, that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths 

Thy goodness we'll adore; 
We '11 praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 



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My God, my heavenly King ! 
.et age to age thy righteousness 
In sounds of glory sing. 

lOd reigns on high, but ne'er confines 

His goodness to the skies ; 
'hrough the whole earth his bounty shines. 

And every want supplies. 
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3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 

On thee for daily food; 
Thy liberal hand provides their meat. 
And fills their mouth with good. 

4 Creatures with all their endless race 

Thy power and praise proclaim ; 
But saints who taste thy richer grace 
Delight to bless thy name. 

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BRADFORD. 



C. M. 




438 



1 God ! my supporter and ray hope, 

My help for ever near, 
Thine arm of mercy held me up 
When sinking in despair. 

2 Thy counsels, Lord ! shall guide my feet 

Through this dark wilderness, 
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, 
To dwell before thy face. 

3 Were I in heaven without my God, 

'T would be no joy to me. 
And while this earth is my abode 
I long for none but thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke, 

And flesh and heart should faint? 
God is my soul's eternal rock. 
The strength of every saint. 



439 



1 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, 

A grateful song I '11 raise ; 

Oh, let the feeblest of thy flock 

Attempt to sing thy praise. 

2 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe 

To thy amazing love; 
Ten thousand thousand comforts here. 
And nobler bliss above. 

3 To thee my trembling spirit flies, 

With sin and grief oppressed; 
Thy gentle voice dispels my fears. 
And lulls my cares to rest. 
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4 Nay, should I walk through death's dark vale 

With double horrors spread. 
Thy rod would guide my doubtful steps 
And guard my drooping head. 

5 Lead on, dear Shepherd! led by thee, 

No evil shall I fear; 
Soon shall I reach thy fold above, 
And praise thee better there. 



440 



1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul ! 

On thee, when sorrows rise. 
On thee, when waves of trouble roll. 
My fainting hope relies. 

2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 

For thou alone canst heal ; 
Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
For every pain I feel. 

3 Rut oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, 

I fear to call thee mine; 
The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, gracious God! where shall I flee? 

Thou art my only trust, 
And still my soul would cleave to thee. 
Though prostrate in the dust. 

5 Thy mercy-seat is open still. 

Here let my soul retreat; 
With humble hope attend thy will, 
And wait beneath thy feet. 



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1 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand 

Thy people still are fed, 
Who, through this weary pilgrimage, 
Hast all our fathers led, 

2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present 

Before thy throne of grace ; 
God of our fathers ! be the God 
Of their succeeding race. 

3 Through each perplexing path of life 

Our wandering footsteps guide ; 
Give us each day our daily bread, 
And raiment fit provide. 

4 Oh, spread thy covering wings around 

Till all our wanderings cease, 
And at our Father's loved abode 
Our souls arrive in peace. 

5 Such blessings, from thy gracious hand, 

Our humble prayers imploi'e; 
And thou shalt be our chosen God, 
Our portion evermore. 



442 



1 The Lord 's my Shepherd, I'll not want; 

He makes me down to lie 
In pastures green ; he leadeth me 
The quiet Avaters by. 

2 My soul he doth restore again. 

And me to walk doth make 
Within the paths of righteousness. 
E'en for his own name's sake. 



3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, 

Yet will I fear no ill. 
For thou art with me, and thy rod 
And staff me comfort still. 

4 Goodness and mercy all my life 

Shall surely follow me. 
And in God's house for evermore 
My dw^elling-place shall be. 



443 



1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord. 

Vouchsafes to be my guide, 
The shepherd by whose constant care 
My wants are all supplied. 

2 In tender grass he makes me feed. 

And gently there repose; 
Then leads to cooling shades, and where 
Refreshing water flows. 

3 He does my wandering soul reclaim, 

And to his endless praise 
Instruct with humble zeal to walk 
In his most righteous ways. 

4 I pass the gloomy vale of death, 

From fear and danger free. 
For there his aiding rod and staff 
Defend and comfort me. 

5 Since God doth thus his wondrous love 

Through all my life extend, 
That life to him I will devote. 
And in his service spend. 

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BRALTON. 



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And no sad changes feel, 
They neither fear nor trust thy name, 
Nor learn to do thy will. 

5 But I, with all my cares, 

Will lean upon the I^ord; 
I '11 cast my burden on his arm, 
And rest upon his word. 

6 His arm shall well sustain 

The children of his love; 
The ground on which their safety stands 
No earthly power can move. 



444 



1 When, overwhelmed with grief, 

My heart within me dies, 
Helpless and far from all relief. 
To heaven I lift mine eyes. 

2 Oh, lead me to the rock 

That 's high above my head. 
And make the covert of thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 

3 Within thy presence, Lord! 

For ever I '11 abide ; 
Thou art the tower of my defence, 
The refuge where I hide. 

4 Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear thy name; 
If endless life be their reward, 
I shall possess the same. 



445 



1 Let sinners take their course. 

And choose the road to death. 
But in the worship of my God 
I '11 spend my daily breath. 

2 My thoughts address his throne 

When morning brings the light, 
I seek his blessing every noon. 
And pay my vows at night. 

3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 

() my eternal God! 
While sinners perish in surprise. 
Beneath thine angry rod. 
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446 



1 Give to the winds thy fears; 

Hope, and be undismay'd; 
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, 
God shall lift up thy head. 

2 Through waves, through clouds and storni.- 

He gently clears thy way; 
Wait thou his time; so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 

3 Still heavy is thy heart? 

Still sink thy spirits down? 
Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
Bid every care be gone. 

4 What though thou rulest not? 

Yet heaven and earth and hell 
Proclaim God sitteth on the throne 
And ruleth all things well. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



STEIBELT. 



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1 Have mercy, Lord ! on me. 

As thou wert ever kind; 
Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt, 
Thy wonted mercy find. 

2 Against thee, Lord ! alone. 

And only in thy sight. 
Have I transgressed, and though condemn'd 
Must own thy judgment right. 

3 Blot out my crying sins, 

Nor me in anger view ; 
Create in me a heart that 's clean, 
An upright mind renew. 

4 "Withdraw not thou thy help, 

Nor cast me from thy sight; 
Nor let thy Holy Spirit take 
His everlasting flight. 

5 The joy thy favor gives 

Let me, O Lord ! regain, 
And thy free Spirifs firm support 
My fainting soul sustain. 



448 



1 And shall I sit alone, 

Oppressed with grief and fear, 
To God my Father make my moan. 
And he refuse to hear? 

2 If he my Father be, 

His pity he will show. 
From cruel bondage set me free, 
And inward peace bestow. 



3 If still he silence keep, 

'Tis but my faith to try; 
He knows and feels whene'er I weep. 
And softens every sigh. 

4 Then will I humbly wait. 

Nor once indulge despair; 
My sins are great, but not so great 
As his compassions are. 



449 



1 CoiiMiT thou all thy griefs 

And ways into his hands. 
To his sure truth and tender care. 
Who earth and heaven commands. 

2 Who points the clouds their course. 

Whom winds and seas obey. 
He shall direct thy wandering feet, 
He shall prepare thy way. 

3 Thou on the Lord rely : 

So safe Shalt thou go on : 
Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, 
So shall thy work be done. 

4 No profit canst thou gain 

By self-consuming care; 
To him commend thy cause; his ear 
Attends the softest prayer. 



5 Leave to his sovereign sway 
To choose and to command ; 
So Shalt thou wondering own his 
How wise, how strong his hand, 
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DENNIS. 



S. M. 





450 



1 My God, my life, my love ! 

To thee, to thee I call; 
1 cannot live if thou remove, 
For thou art all in all. 

2 To thee, and thee alone. 

The angels owe their bliss; 
They sit around thj' gracious throne, 
And dwell where Jesus is. 

3 Not all the harps above 

Can make a heavenly place 
If God his residence remove, 
Or but conceal his face. 

4 Nor earth nor all the sky 

Can one delight afford. 
No, not a drop of real joy. 
Without thy presence, Lord ! 

6 Thou art the sea of love 

"Where all my pleasures roll. 
The circle where my passions move, 
And centre of my soul. 



451 



1 I LIFT my soul to God, 

My trust is in his name ; 
Let not my foes that seek my blood 
Still triumph in my shame. 

2 From the first dawning light 

Till the dark evening rise, 
For thy salvation. Lord ! I wait 
With ever-longing eyes. 
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3 Remember all thy grace, 

And lead me in thy truth; 
Forgive the sins of riper days. 
And follies of mj' youth. 

4 The Lord is just and kind; 

The meek shall learn his ways. 
And every humble sinner find 
The methods of his grace. 

5 For his own goodness' sake 

He saves my soul from shame ; 
He pardons, though my guilt be great, 
Through my Redeemer's name. 



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1 How gentle God's commands. 

How kind his precepts are! 
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
And trust his constant care. 

2 Beneath his powerful sway 

His saints securely dwell : 
That hand which bears all nature up 
Will guide his children well. 

3 Why should this anxious load 

Press down your weary mind? 
Haste to your heavenly Father's throne. 
And sweet refreshment find. 

4 His goodness stands approved. 

Unchanged from day to day : 
I '11 drop my burden at his feet. 
And bear a song away. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



ST. BRIDE. 



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1 It is thy hand, mj* God ! 

My sorrow comes from thee; 
I bow beneath thy chastening rod, 
'Tis love that bruises me, 

2 I would not murmui-. Lord ! 

Before thee I am dumb ; 
Lest I should breathe one murmring word, 
To thee for help I come. 

3 My God ! thy name is Love ; 
I A Father's hand is thine ; 

I With tearful eyes I look above. 
And cry, " Thy will be mine !" 



4 I know thy will is right, 

Though it may seem severe ; 

Thy path is still unsullied light. 

Though dark it may appear. 

5 Jesus for me hath died ; 

Thy Son thou didst not spare; 
His piercM hands, his bleeding side, 
Thy love for me declare. 

6 Here my poor heart can rest; 

My God ! it cleaves to thee ; 
Thy will is love ; thine end is blest; 
All work for good to me. 



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454 



1 Behold what wondrous grace 

The Father hath bestowed 

On sinners of a mortal race, 

To call them sons of God I 

2 'Tis no surprising thing 

That we should be unknown ; 
The Jewish world knew not their King, 
God's everlasting Son. 

3 Nor doth it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 
But when we see our Saviour here, 
We shall be like our Head. 

4 A hope so much divine 

May trials well endure, 
May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 

5 If in my Father's lovo 

I share a filial part, 
Send down thy Spirit like a dove 
To rest upon my heart. 

6 We would no longer lie 

Like slaves beneath the throne; 

Our faith shall "Abba, Fatlier!'' cry, 

And thou the kindred own. 
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455 



1 My God ! permit my tongue 

This joy, to call thee mine. 
And let my early cries prevail 
To taste thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty, fainting soul 

Thy mercy doth implore ; 

Not travelers in desert lands 

Can pant for water more. 

3 For life, without thy love. 

No relish can afford ; 
No joy can be compared to this. 
To serve and please the Lord. 

4 In wakeful hours at night 

I call my God to mind ; 
I think, how wise thy counsels an 
And all thy dealings kind! 

5 Since thou hast been my help, 

To thee my spirit flies, 
And on thy watdiful providence 
My cheerful hope relies. 

6 The shadow of thy wings 

My soul in safety keeps; 
I follow where my Father leads, 
And he supports my steps. 



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KENTUCKY. 



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1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 

A God to glorify, 
A never-dying soul to save, 
And fit it for the sky. 

2 To serve the present age, 

My calling to fulfill. 
Oh, may it all my powers engage. 
To do my Master's will. 

8 Arm me with jealous care, 
As in thy sight to live ; 
And oh, thy servant, Lord! prepare 
A strict account to give. 

4 Help me to watch and pray, 
And on thyself rely, 
Assured, if I my trust betray, 
I shall for ever die. 



1 Is this the kind return. 

Are these the thanks we owe, 
Thus to abuse eternal love, 
Whence all our blessings flow? 

2 To what a stubborn frame 

Hath sin reduced our mind ! 
What strange, rebellious wretches we. 
And God as strangely kind ! 

3 Turn, turn us, mighty God! 

And mould our souls afresh ; 
Break, sovereign grace ! these hearts of stone, 
And give us hearts of flesh. 

i. Let past Ingratitude 

Provoke our weeping eyes. 
And hourly, as new mercies fall, 
Let hourly thanks arise. 




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1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 

Down from the willows take; 
Loud to the praise of love divine 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 

We are not far from home, 
And nearer to our house above 
"We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end 

Stronger and brighter shine; 
Nor present things nor things to come 
Shall quench the spark divine. 

4 When we in darkness walk. 

Nor feel the heavenly flame, 
Then is the time to trust our God, 
And rest upon his name. 

5 Soon shall our doubts and fears 

Subside at his control ; 
His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

6 Blest is the man, O God ! 

That stays himself on thee; 
Who wait for thy salvation. Lord! 
Shall thy salvation see. 



459 



1 Mine eyes and my desire 
Are ever to the Lord; 
I love to plead his promises 
And rest upon his word. 
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2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, 

Bring thy salvation near; 
When will thy hand release my feet 
Out of the deadly saare? 

3 When shall the sovereign grace 

Of my forgiving God 
Restore me from those dangerous wayi 
My wandering feet have trod ? 

4 Oh, keep my soul from death, 

Nor put my hope to shame; 
For I have placed my only trust 
In my Redeemer's name. 



460 



1 With humble heart and tongue, 

:My God ! to thee I pray : 
Oh, bring me now, while I am young. 
To thee, the living way. 

2 Make an unguarded youth 

The object of thy care; 
Help me to choose the way of truth 
And flee from every snare. 

3 My heart, to folly prone. 

Renew by power divine; 
Unite it to thyself alone. 
And make me wholly thine. 

4 Oh, let thy word of grace 

My warmest thoughts employ; 
Be this through all my folFwing days 
My treasure and my joy. 



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Thy dwelling is on high ; 
Yet dear the awful thought to me 

That thou, my God ! art nigh— 

2 Art nigh, and yet my laboring mind 

Feels after thee in vain. 
Thee in these works of power to find 

Or to thy seat attain ; 
Thy messenger, the stormy wind. 

Thy path, the trackless main. 

3 These speak of thee with loud acclaim ; 

They thunder forth thy praise. 
The glorious honor of thy name. 

The wonders of thy ways; 
But thou art not in tempest-flame. 

Nor in the solar blaze. 

4 We hear thy voice when thunders roll 

Through the wild fields of air; 
The waves obey thy dread control ; 

Yet still thou art not there : 
Where shall I find him, O my soul ! 

Who yet is everywhere? 

5 Oh, not in circling depth or height, 

But in the conscious breast, 
Present to faith, though veiled from sight. 

There does his Spirit rest ; 
Oh, come, thou Presence infinite! 

And make thy creature blest. 

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461 



1 Father ! 1 know that all my life 

Is portioned out for me ; 
The changes that will surely come 

I do not fear to see ; 
I ask thee for a present mind, 

Intent on pleasing thee. 

2 I ask thee for a thoughtful love. 

Through constant watching wise, 
To meet the glad with joyful smiles. 

And wipe the weeping eyes; 
A heart at leisure from itself 

To soothe and sympathize. 

3 I ask thee for the daily strength 

To none that ask denied, 
A mind to blend with outward life 

While keeping at thy side. 
Content to fill a little space, 

If thou be glorified. 

4 And if some things I do not ask 

Among my blessings be, 
I 'd have my spirit filled the more 

With grateful love to thee; 
More careful not to serve thee much, 

But please thee perfectly. 



462 



1 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea, 
Above that dome of sky. 



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1 Gently, gently, lay thy rod 
On my sinful head, O God ! 
Stay thy wrath, in mercy stay. 
Lest I sink before its sway. 

2 Heal me, for my flesh is weak ; 
Heal me, for thy grace I seek ; 
This my only plea I make. 
Heal me for thy mez'cy's sake. 

3 Who, within the silent grave. 
Shall proclaim thy power to save? 
Lord! my sinking soul reprieve; 
Speak, and I shall rise and live. 

4 Lo! he comes, he heeds my plea; 
Lo! he comes, the shadows flee; 
Glory round me dawns once more ; 
Rise, my spirit, and adore. 



464 



1 Lord ! for ever at thy side. 

Let my place and portion be; 
Strip me of the robe of pride; 
Clothe me with humility. 

2 Meekly may my soul receive 

All thy Spirit hath revealed ; 

Thou hast spoken— I believe, 

Though the prophecy were sealed. 
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3 Quiet as a weaned child. 

Weaned from the mother's breast, 
By no subtlety beguiled, 
On thy faithful word I rest. 

4 Saints! rejoicing evermore. 

In the Lord Jehovah trust; 
Him in all his ways adore, 
Wise and wonderful and just. 



465 



1 Father of eternal grace! 

Glorify thyself in me; 
Meekly beaming in my face ., 
May the world thine image see. 

2 Happy only in thy love. 

Poor, unfriended or unknown; 
Fix my thoughts on things above. 
Stay my heai't on thee alone. 

Humble, holy, all resigned 
To thy will— thy will be done ! 

Give me, Lord ! the perfect mind 
Of thy well-belov6d Son. 

4 Counting gain and glory loss. 
May I tread the path he trod ; 
Die with Jesus on the cross, 
Rise, with him, to thee, ray God ! 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



HORTON. 




1 Heavenly Father ! to whose eye 
Future things unfolded lie. 
Through the desert where I stray, 
Let thy counsels guide my way. 

2 Lord I uphold me day by day, 
Shed a light upon my way ; 

Guide me through perplexing snares, 
Care for me in all my cares, 

3 All I ask for is enough; 
Only when the waj' is rough 
Let thy rod and staff impart 
Strength and courage to my heart. 

4 Should thy wisdom, Lord ! decree 
Trials long and sharp for me, 
Pain or sorrow, care or shame, 
Father ! glorify thy name. 

5 Let me neither faint nor fear. 
Feeling still that thou art near; 



PRUEN. 



In the course my Saviour trod. 
Tending still to thee, my God ! 



467 



1 Lord ! I cannot let thee go 
Till a blessing thou bestow ; 
Do not turn away thy face. 
Mine 's an urgent, pressing case. 

2 Once a sinner near despair 
Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer; 
Mercy heard, and set him free ; 
Lord! that mercy came to me. 

3 Thou hast helped in every need; 
This emboldens me to plead ; 
After so much mercy past, 
Canst thou let me sink at last? 

4 No; I must maintain my hold: 
'Tis thy goodness makes me bold; 
1 can no denial take 

When I plead for Jesus' sake. 

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1 Cast thy burden on the Lord, 
Only lean upon his word ; 

Thou wilt soon have cause to bless 
His eternal faithfulness. 

2 He sustains thee by his hand, 
He enables thee to stand ; 

Those whom Jesus once hath loved 
From his grace are never moved. 

3 Heaven and earth may pass away, 
God's free grace shall not decay; 
He hath promised to fulfill 

All the pleasure of his will. 

4 Jesus ! Guardian of thy flock. 
Be thyself our constant Rock ; 
Make us, by thy powerful hand. 
Strong as Sion's mountain stand. 



469 



1 To thy pastures, fair and large. 
Heavenly Shepherd! lead thy charge; 
And my couch with tenderest care 
'Midst the springing gravSS prepare. 

2 When I faint with summer's heat, 
Thou Shalt guide my weary feet 
To the streams that, still and slow. 

Through the verdant meadows flow. 

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3 Safe the dreary vale I tread. 
By the shades of death o'erspread ; 
By thy rod and staflT supplied, 
This my guard, and that my guide. 

i Constant, to my latest end. 
Thou m3'^ footsteps shalt attend. 
And Shalt bid thy hallowed dome 
Yield me an eternal home. 



470 



1 Praise the Lord, his glories show. 
Saints within his courts below. 
Angels round his throne above. 
All that see and share his love ! 

2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, 
Tell his wonders, sing his worth; 
Age to age, and shore to shore. 
Praise him, praise him, evermore! 

3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace; 
Praise his providence and grace- 
All that he for man hath done, 
All he sends us through his Son. 

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts. 
In the concert bear your parts; 

All that breathe, your Lord adore; 
Praise him, praise him, evermore! 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



INNOCENTS 




1 "Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, 
To his gracious promise flee, 
Laying hold upon his word: 
"As thy days thy strength shall be." 



If the sorrows of thy case 
Seem peculiar still to thee, 

God has promised needful grace : 
"As thy days thy strength shall be.' 



3 Days of trial, days of grief, 

In succession thou mayest see ; 
This is still thy sweet relief: 
"As thy days thy strength shall be." 



4 Rock of ages ! I 'm secure, 

"With thy promise, full and free. 
Ever faithful, ever sure: 
"As thy days thy strength shall be. 



WESSET. 



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1 "When I can trust my all with God 

In trial's fearful hour. 
Bow, all-resigned, beneath his rod, 

And bless his sparing power. 
A joy springs up amid distress, 
A fountain in the wilderness. 



2 Then blessed be the hand that gave; 
Still blessed when it takes; 
Blessed be he who smites to save. 
Who heals the heart he breaks; 
Perfect and true are all his ways 
"Whom heaven adores and death obeys. 
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1 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah ! 

Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
I am weak, but thou art mighty. 
Hold me with thy powerful hand: 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open now the crystal fountain 

"Whence the healing streams do flow; 
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
Lead me all my journey through; 

ARABIA. 



strong Deliv'rer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 



3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side; 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 



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1 Nearer, my God! to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth nie ! 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God ! to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

2 Though like the wanderer. 

The sun gone down, 
Darkness be over me. 

My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams I 'd be 
Nearer, my God ! to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

3 There let the way appear. 

Steps unto heaven ; 
All that thou sendest me. 
In mercy given; 

57". NICHOLAS. 



Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God ! to thee. 
Nearer to thee ! 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with thy praise. 
Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God ! to thee. 

Nearer to thee ! 

5 Or if, on joyful wing 

Cleaving the sky, 
Sun, moon and stars forgot. 

Upward I fly. 
Still all my song shall be. 
Nearer, my God ! to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

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1 Blessed are the sons of God, 

They are bought with Christ's own blood ; 
They are ransomed from the grave; 
Life eternal they shall have ; 
With them numbered may we be 
Here and in eternity. 

2 They are justified by grace, 
They enjoy the Saviour's peace; 
All their sins are washed away ; 
They shall stand in God's great day; 
"With them numbered may we be 
Here and in eternity. 

3 They are lights upon the earth, 
Children of a heavenly birth; 
One with God, with Jesus one, 
Glory is in them begun; 

With them numbered may we be 
Here and in eternity. 



NASSAU. 



Quiet, Lord ! my froward heart, 
Make me teachable and mild, 

Upright, simple, free from art, 
Make me as a wean6d child ; 

From distrust and envy free. 

Pleased with all that pleases thee. 

2 What thou shalt to-day provide 

Let me as a child receive; 
What to-morrow may betide 

Calmly to thy wisdom leave; 
'Tis enough that thou wilt care; 
Why should I the burden bear? 

3 As a little child relies 

On a care beyond his own, 
Knows he 's neither strong nor wise, 

Fears to move a step alone. 
Let me thus with thee abide. 
As my Father, Guard and Guide. 



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AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 
GETHSEMANE. 



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1 Chosen not for good in me, 
Wakened up from wrath to flee, 
Hidden in the Saviour's side. 
By the Spirit sanctified, 

Teach me, Lord ! on earth to show 
By my love how much I owe. 

2 Oft I walh: beneath the cloud, 
Dark as midnight's gloomy shroud; 
But when fear is at the height, 
Jesus comes, and all is light ; 
Blessed Jesus ! bid me show 
Doubting saints how much I owe. 

3 Oft the nights of sorrow reign, 
Weeping, sickness, sighing, pain ; 
But a night thine anger burns, 
Morning comes, and joy returns; 
God of comforts ! bid me show 
To thy poor how much I owe. 

4 When in flowery paths I tread. 
Oft by sin I 'm captive led ; 
Oft I fall, but still arise, 
Jesus comes, the tempter flies; 
BlessM Jesus ! bid me show 
Weary sinners all I owe. 



1 When this passing world is done. 
When has sunk yon glorious sun. 
When, from off" the mount of God, 
We review the path we 've trod. 
Then, Lord! shall I fully know- 
Not till then— how much I owe ! 

2 When I hear the wicked call 
On the rocks and hills to fall, 
When I see them start and shrink 
On the fiery deluge brink, 
Then, Lord ! shall I fully know- 
Not till then— how much I owe ! 

3 When I stand before the throne 
Clothed in beauty not my own. 
When I see thee as thou art. 
Love thee with unsinning heart, 
Then, Lord! shall I fully know- 
Not till then— how much I owe J 

4 When the praise of heaven I hear. 

Loud as thunders to the ear, 

Loud as many waters' noise. 

Sweet as harps' melodious voice, 

Then, Lord ! shall I fully know — 

Not till then— how much I owe ! 
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QOD THE FATHER, 



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1 SOMETIMES a light surprises 

The Christian while he sings 
It is the Lord, who rises 

With healing in his wings; 
When comforts are declining, 

He grants the soul again 
A season of clear shining, 

To cheer it after rain. 



2 In holy contemplation 
We sweetly then pursue 
The theme of God's salvation. 

And find it ever new ; 
Set free from present sorrow, 

We cheerfully can say, 
Let the unknown to-morrow 
Bring with it what it may, 
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3 It can bring with it nothing 

But he will bear us through ; 
Who gives the lilies clothing 

Will clothe his people too; 
Beneath the spreading heavens 

No creature but is fed; 
And he who feeds the ravens 

Will give his children bread. 

4 Though vine nor fig tree neither 

Their wonted fruit should bear. 
Though all the fields should wither, 

Nor flocks nor herds be there; 
Yet God the same abiding. 

His praise shall tune my voice, 
For while in him confiding 

I cannot but rejoice. 



AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 
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1 I KNOW no life divided, 

O Lord of life! from thee; 
In thee is life provided 

For all mankind, for me; 
I know no death, O Jesus ! 

Because I live in thee; 
Thy death it is which frees us 

From death eternally. 

2 I fear no tribulation, 

Since, whatsoe'er it be. 
It makes no separation 
Between my Lord and me; 



If thou, my God and Teacher! 

Vouchsafe to be my own. 
Though poor, I shall be richer 

Than monarch on his throne. 

Lord ! with this truth impress me, 
And write it on my heart. 

To comfort, cheer and bless me. 
That thou my Saviour art ; 

Without thy love to guide me 
I should be wholly lost; 

The floods would quickly hide me. 



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GOD THE FATHER, 



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1 Encompassed with clouds of distress, 

Just ready all hope to resign, 
I pant for the light of thy face, 

And fear it will never be mine; 
Disheartened with waiting so long, 

I sink at thy feet with my load ; 
All plaintive I pour out my song, 

And stretch forth my hands unto God. 

2 If sometimes I strive as I mourn 

My hold on thy promise to keep, 
The billows more fiercely return. 
And plunge me again in the deep ; 



ELLIOTT. 



O'erwhelmed and cast out from thy sight. 
The tempter suggests in that hour 

The Lord has forgotten me quite. 
My God will be gracious no more. 

3 Shine, Lord! and my terrors shall cease; 

The blood of atonement apply; 
And lead me to Jesus for peace. 

The Rock that is higher than I. 
Almighty to rescue thou art; 

Thy grace is my shield and my tower; 
Oh, gladden my desolate heart; 

Let this be the day of thy power. 



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AFFECTIONS AND DUTIES. 



482 



1 My God, my Father! while I stray 
Far from my home on life's rough way, 
Oh, teach me from my heart to say. 

Thy will be done ! 

2 "What though in lonely grief I sigh 
For friends beloved, no longer nigh? 
Submissive still would I reply, 

Thy will be done ! 

3 Though thou hast called me to resign 
What most I prized, it ne'er was mine; 
I have but yielded what was thine ; 

Thy will be done ! 

4 Should grief or sickness waste away 
My life in premature decay, 



My Father ! still I strive to say, 
Thy will be done ! 

5 Let but my fainting heart be blest 
With thy sweet Spirit for its guest: 
My God ! to thee I leave the rest; 

Thy will be done ! 

6 Renew my will from day to day ; 
Blend it with thine, and take away 
All that now makes it hard to say. 

Thy will be done ! 

7 Then when on earth I breathe no more 
The prayer oft mixed with tears before, 
I '11 sing upon a happier shore. 

Thy will be done ! 



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1 Lo! on a narrow neck of land 
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 

Yet how insensible ! 
A point of time, a moment's space. 
Removes me to yon heavenly place. 

Or shuts me up in hell. 

2 O God ! my inmost soul convert. 
And deeply on my thoughtless heart 

Eternal things impress; 
Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
And save me ere it be too late. 

Wake me to righteousness. 

3 Before me place in bright array 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou with clouds shalt come 



To judge the nations at thy bar; 
And tell me, Lord ! shall I be there 
To meet a joyful doom? 

4 Be this my one great business here, 
With holy trembling, holy fear. 

To make m.y calling sure ; 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfill. 
And suffer all thy righteous will. 

And to the end endure. 

5 Then, Saviour ! then ray soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live 

And reign with thee above ; 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight. 
And hope in full, supreme delight. 

And everlasting love. 

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484 



1 Eternal, Spirit ! we confess 

And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
Thy power conveys our blessings down 
From God, the Father, and the Son. 

2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, 
Our shades and darkness turn to day; 
Thine inward teachings make us know 
Our danger, and our refuge too. 

3 Thy power and glory work within, 
And break the chains of reigning sin, 
Do our imperious lusts subdue, 

And form our wretched hearts anew. 

4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice. 
Thy cheering words awake our joys ; 
Thy words allay the stormy wind. 

And calm the surges of the mind. 



485 



1 Father of mercies, God of love ! 
Send down thy Spirit from above; 

. Let me his sacred influence feel. 
To quicken, purify and lieal. 

2 He is the source of every grace, 

Of light and life and holiness; 
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By him alone may I be taught, 

And all my woi'ks in him be wrought. 

3 Oh, let thy Holy Spirit come 
And make my heart his constant home ; 
There his abundant grace display, 
And lead me in a perfect way. 



486 



1 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh ; 

'Tis he sustains my Aiinting heart; 
Else would my hope for ever die, 
And every cheering ray depart. 

2 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine 

With ardent wish my heart aspires, 
Can it be less than power divine 
That animates these strong desires? 

3 And when my cheerful hope can say, 

I love my God and taste his grace, ■ 

Lord ! is it not thy blissful ray ■ 

That brings this dawn of sacred peace? 

4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart 

For ever dwell, O God of love! 
And light and heavenly peace Impart, 
Sweet earnest of the joys above. 



THE HOLY SPIRIT. 



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nd fill the coldest heart with love; 
iften to flesh the flintj- stone, 
Qd let thy Godlike power be known. 

>eak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes 
lall floods of pious sorrow rise, 
hile all their glowing souls are borne 
) seek that grace which now they scorn. 

1, let a holy flock await 
amerous around thy temple gate, 
ich pressing on with zeal to be 
living sacrifice to thee. 

answer to our fervent cries 
ve us to see thy church arise ; 
• if that blessing seem too great, 
.ve us to mourn its low estate. 



488 



1 Stay, thou insulted Spirit! stay, 

Though I have done thee such despite; 
Cast not the sinner quite away, 
Xor take thine everlasting flight. 

2 Though I have most unfaithful been 

Of all who e'er thy grace received, 
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen. 
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved, 

3 Yet oh, the chief of sinners spare. 

In honor of my great High Priest; 
Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
I shall not see thy people's rest. 

\ Now. Lord ! my weary soul release. 
Uphold me with thy gracious hand; 
Guide me into thy perfect peace. 
And bring me to the promised land. 



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1 How helpless guilty nature lies, 

Unconscious of its load! 
The heart, unchanged, can never rise 
To happiness and God. 

2 Can aught beneath a power divine 

The stubborn will subdue? 
'Tis thine, eternal Spirit! thine, 
To form the heart anew. 

3 'T is thine the passions to recall, 

And upward bid them rise; 
To make the scales of error fall 
From reason's darkened eyes ; 

4 To chase the shades of death away, 

And bid the sinner live; 
A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 
'T is thine alone to give. 

5 Oh, change these wretched hearts of ours, 

And give them life divine; 
Then shall our passions and our powers, 
Almighty Lord ! be thine. 



490 



1 Why should the children of a King 

Go mourning all their days? 
Great Comforter! descend and bring 
Some tokens of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints 

And seal the heirs of heaven? 
When wilt thou banish my complaints 
And show my sins forgiven? 
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3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer's blood; 
And bear thy witness with my heart 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love. 

The pledge of joys to come ; 
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove! 
Will safe convey me home. 



491 



1 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord ! 

The Holy Ghost send down ; 

Fulfill in us thy faithful word, 

And all thy mercies crown. 

2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire 

Their wondrous powers impart, 
Grant, Saviour ! what we more desire, 
Thy Spirit in our heart 

3 Spirit of life and light and love ! 

Thy heavenly influence give; 
Quicken our souls, born from above, 
In Christ that we may live. 

4 To our benighted minds reveal 

The glories of his grace. 
And bring us where no clouds conceal 
The brightness of his face. 

5 His love within us shed abroad, 

Life's ever-springing well. 
Till God in us and we in God 
In love eternal dwell. 



THE HOLY SPIRIT. 



HAYDN. 



S. M. 




1 Blest Comforter divine ! 

Let rays of heavenly love 
Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
And guide our souls above ; 

2 Draw with thy " still small voice " 

From every sinful way, 
And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
Though earthly joys decay ; 

3 By thine inspiring breath 

Make every cloud of care. 
And e'en the gloomy vale of death, 
A smile of glory wear. 

I i Thou who dost fill the heart 
With love to all our race, 
Blest Comforter ! to us impart 
; ! These blessings of thy grace. 



493 



1 Holy Spirit ! come. 

And Jesus' love declare ; 
Oh, tell us of our heavenly home, 
And guide us safely there. 

2 Our unbelief remove 

By thine almighty breath ; 
Oh, work the wondrous work of love, 
The mighty work of faith. 

8 Come with resistless power. 
Come with almighty grace, 
Come with the long-expected shower. 
And fall upon this place. 



4 We know thou hast the power; 

Oh, let that power be shown ; 
We know that this is mercy's hour; 
Oh, make thy mercy known. 

5 Thy sceptre. Lord ! extend, 

Pity our deep distress ; 
Thou art the contrite sinner's Friend, 
Thy waiting servants bless. 

6 We bless thee for thy grace 

And thine almighty power ; 
We bless thee for thy holy place 
And this accepted hour. 



494 



1 Lord God, the Holy Ghost! 

In this accepted hour, 
As on the day of Pentecost, 
Descend in all thy power. 

2 We meet with one accord 

In our appointed place, 
And wait the promise of our Lord, 
The Spirit of all grace. 

3 Like mighty rushing wind 

Upon the waves beneath. 
Move with one impulse every mind. 
One soul, one feeling, breathe. 

4 The young, the old, inspire 

With wisdom from above, 
And give us hearts and tongues of fire. 
To pray and praise and love. 
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1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 

His last farewell, 
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
With us to dwell. 

2 He came in tongues of living flame. 

To teach, subdue ; 
All-powerful as the wind he came. 
As viewless too. 

3 He comes his graces to impart, 

A willing guest. 
While he can find one humble heart 
Wherein to rest. 



4 He breathes that gentle voice we hear 

As breeze of even, 
That checks each fault, that calms each fe: 
And speaks of heaven. 

5 And all the good that we possess, 

His gift we own ; 
Yea, every thought of holiness, 
And victory won. 

6 Spirit of purity and grace! 

Our weakness see; 
Oh, make our hearts thy dwelling-i)lace, 
And worthier thee ! 



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1 LOKD ! I hear of showers of blessing 

Thou art scattering full and free — 
Showers the thirsty land refreshing; 

Let some droppings fall on me, 
Even me, even me ! 
Let some droppings fall on me. 

2 Pass me not, O gracious Father ! 

Sinful though my heart may be ; 
Thou might'st pass me, but the rather 

Let thy mercy light on me, 
Even me, etc. 

3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour! 

Let me love and cling to thee ; 
I am longing for thy favor ; 

"When thou comest, call for me, 
Even me, etc. 



4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit ! 

Thou canst make the blind to see; 
Witnesser of Jesus' merit, 

Speak the word of power to me, 
Even me, etc. 



5 Have I long in sin been sleeping. 

Long been slighting, grieving thee? 

Has the world my heart been keeping^ 
Oh, forgive and rescue me, 

Even me, etc. 



6 Love of God, so pure and changeless, 
Blood of God, so rich and free, 

Grace of God, so strong and boundless, 
Magnify them all in me. 

Even me, etc. 



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And fix my frail, inconstant heart; 
Henceforth my chief desire shall be 
To dedicate myself to thee. 

2 "Whate'er pursuits my time employ, 

'( One thought shall fill my soul with joy : 



That silent, secret thought shall be 
That all my hopes are fixed on thee. 

3 Renouncing every worldly thing. 
And safe beneath thy spreading wing, 
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That all I want I find in thee. 



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498 



1 Gracious Spirit ! Love divine! 
Let thy light within me shine; 
All my guilty fears remove, 
Fill me with thy heavenly love. 

2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me, 
Set the burdened sinner free ; 
Lead me to the Lamb of God, 
Wash me in his precious blood. 

3 Life and peace to me impart. 
Seal salvation on my heart ; 
Breathe thyself into my breast, 
Earnest of immortal rest. 

4 Let me never from thee stray, 
Keep me in the narrow way ; 
Fill my soul with joy divine. 
Keep me, Lord! for ever thine. 

MERCY. 



499 



1 Holy Ghost! with light divine. 
Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
Chase the shades of night away, 
Turn my darkness into day. 

2 Holy Ghost! with power divine, 
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine; 
Long hath sin, without control. 
Held dominion o'er my soul. 

3 Holy Ghost! with joy divine. 
Cheer this saddened heart of mine; 
Bid my many woes depart. 

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 

4 Holy Spirit! all-divine. 

Dwell within this heart of mine; 
Cast down every idol-throne. 
Reign supreme, and reign alone. 



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1 Oft in danger, oft in woe, 
Onward, Christian, onward go I 
Fight the fight, maintain the strife, 
Strengthened with the bread of life, 

2 Onward, Christian, onward go! 
Join the war, and face the foe; 
Will you flee in danger's hour? 
Know you not your Captain's power : 

3 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; 
March, in heavenly armor clad ; 



Fight, nor think the battle long; 
Victory soon shall tune your song. 

4 Let not sorrow dim your eye; 
Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
Let not woe your course impede; 
Great your strength if great your need. 

5 Onward, then, to battle move ! 

More than conquerors you shall prove; 
Though opposed by many a foe. 
Christian soldiers, onward go ! 



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1 Humble, Lord ! my haughty spirit. 

Bid my swelling thoughts subside ; 
Strip me of my fancied merit ; 
What have I to do with pride? 

2 Was my Saviour meek and lowly ? 

And shall such a worm as I, 
Weak and earthly and unholy, 
Dare to lift my head on high ? 



3 Teach me, Lord ! my true condition ; 

Bring me childlike to thy knee; 
Stripped of every low ambition. 
Willing to be led by thee, 

4 Guide me by thy Holy Spirit; 

Feed me from thy blessed word; 
All my wisdom, all my merit. 
Borrowed from thyself, O Lord ! 
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502 



1 Holy Ghost, the Infinite ! 
Shine upon our nature's night 
With thy blessed inward light, 

Comforter divine ! 

2 We are sinful ; cleanse us, Lord ! 
We are faint; thy strength aflford; 
Lost, until by thee restored, 

Comforter divine ! 

3 Like the dew thy peace distill; 
Guide, subdue our wayward will, 
Things of Christ unfolding still, 

Comforter divine ! 



4 In us, for us, intercede. 

And witli voiceless groanings plead 
Our unutterable need, 
Comforter divine ! 

5 In us "Abba, Father!" cry. 
Earnest of our bliss on high, 
Seal of immortality. 

Comforter divine ! 

G Search for us the depths of God, 
Bear us up the starry road 
To the height of thine abode. 
Comforter divine ! 



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Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness, 
Pierce the clouds of sinful night; 

Come, thou source of joy and gladness! 
Breathe thy life and spread thy light. 
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2 Come, thou best of all donations 
God doth give when men implore! 
Having thy sweet consolations, 
We need wish for nothing more. 



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3 Author of the new creation ! 

Let us now thine influence prove; 
Make our hearts thy habitation, 
Shed abroad a Saviour's love. 

4 From that height that knows no measure 

As a gracious rain descend, 
Bringing down the richest treasure 
We can ask or God can send. 



5 Manifest thy Jove for ever, 

Fence us in on every side; 
In distress be our Reliever, 
Guard and teach, support and guide. 

6 Hear, oh hear our supplication, 

Blessed Spirit ! God of peace ! 
Rest upon this congregation 
With the fullness of thy grace. 



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1 Saviour! I thy word believe. 

My unbelief remove ; 
Now thy quickening Spirit give. 

The unction from above. 
Show me, Lord ! how good thou art ; 

Now thy gracious word fulfill ; 
Send the witness in my heart, 

The Holy Ghost reveal. 

2 Blessed Comforter ! come down. 

And live and move in me; 

Make my everj- deed thine own. 

In all things led by thee; 
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Bid my sin and fear depart. 
And within oh deign to dwell ; 

Faithful Witness ! in my heart 
Thy perfect light reveal. 

3 Whom the world cannot receive, 

O Lord! reveal in me; 
Son of God ! I cease to live, 

Unless I live to thee : 
Make me choose the better part; 

Oh, do thou my pardon seal ; 

Send the witness to my heart, 

The Holy Ghost reveal. 

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1 Faith is a living power from heaven 
Which grasps the promise God has given, 
A trust tliat cannot be o'erthrown, 
Securely fixed on Christ alone. 



2 Faith finds in Christ whate'er we need 
To save and strengthen, guide and feed; 
Strong in his grace, it joys to sliare 
His cross, in hope his crown to wear. 



Faith to the conscience whispers peace. 
And bids the mourner's sighing cease; 
By faith the children's right we claim, 
And call upon our Father's name. 



4 Faith feels the Spirit's kindling breath 
In love and hope that conquer death ; 
Faith brings us to delight in God, 
And blesses e'en hii^smiting rod. 



5 Such faith in us, O God ! implant. 

And to our prayers thy favor grant 

In .lesus Christ, thy saving Son, 

Who is our fount of liealth alone. 
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6 In him may every trusting soul 
Press onward to the heavenly goal. 
The blessedness no foes destroy. 
Eternal love and light and joy. 

606 

1 'T IS by the faith of joys to come 

We walk through deserts dark as night; 
Till we arrive at heaven, our home. 
Faith is our guide and faith our light. 

2 The want of sight she well supplies; 

She makes the pearly gates appear; 
Far into distant worlds she pries. 
And brings eternal glories near. 

3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 

While faith inspires a heavenly ray. 

Though lions roar and tempests blow. 

And i-ocks and dangers fill the way. 

4 So Abram, by divine command. 

Left his own home to walk with God; 
His faith beheld the promised land, 
And fired his zeal along the road. 



GIFTS AND GRACES. 



WHITELAND. 



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507 

1 Author of faith, eternal Word, 

Whose Spirit breathes the active flame! 
Faith, lilie its finisher and Lord, 
To-day, as yesterday, the same, 

2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 

And ask the gift unspeakable ; 
Increase in us the kindled fire. 
In us the work of faith fulfill. 

3 By faith we know thee strong to save; 

Save us, a present Saviour thou ! 

Whate'er we hope by faith we have; 

Future and past subsisting now. 

4 To him that in thy name believes 

Eternal life with thee is given ; 
Into himself he all receives. 
Pardon and holiness and heaven. 

5 The things unknown to feeble sense. 

Unseen bj' reason's glimm'ring ray. 
With strong commanding evidence. 
Their heavenly origin display. 

6 Faith lends its realizing light; 

The clouds disperse, the shadows fly; 
Th' Invisible appears in sight. 
And God is seen by mortal eye. 



508 



1 By faith in Christ I walk with God, 

With heaven, my journey's end, in view; 
Supported by his staff and rod. 
My road is safe and pleasant too. 

2 Though snares and dangers throng my path, 

And earth and hell my course withstand, 
I triumph over all by faith. 
Guarded by his almighty hand. 

3 The wilderness affords no food. 

But God for my support prepares. 
Provides me every needful good, 
And frees my soul from wants ;ind cares. 

4 With him sweet converse I maintain ; 

Great as he is, I dare be free; 
I tell him all my grief and pain, 
And he reveals his love to me. 

5 Some cordial from his word he brings, 

Whene'er my feeble spirit faints; 
At once my soul revives and sings. 
And yields no more to sad complaints. 

6 I pity all that worldlings talk 

Of pleasures that will quickly end ; 
Be this my choice, O Lord ! to walk [Friend. 
With thee, my Guide, my Guard, my 
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509 



1 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
And nobler speech than angels use, 

If love be absent, I am found, 

Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 

2 Were I inspired to preach, and tell 
All that is done in heaven and hell. 
Or could my faith the world remove. 
Still I am nothing without love. 



Should I distribute all my store 
To feed the hungry, clothe the poor, 
Or give my body to the flame. 
To gain a martyr's glorious name, 

If love to God and love to men 
Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; 
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal 
The work of love can e'er fulfill. 



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1 Happy the heart where graces reign, 

Where love inspires the breast; 
Love is the brightest of the train, 
And strengthens all the rest. 

2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, 

And all in vain our four; 
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign 
If love be absent there. 
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'T is love that makes our cheerful feet 

In swift obedience move; 
The devils know and tremble too, 

But Satan cannot love. 

4 This is the grace that lives and sings 
When faith and hope shall cease; 
'T is this shall strike our .joyful strings 
In the sweet realms of bliss. 



GIFTS AND GRACES. 



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Ten thousand foes arise. 
And hosts of sins are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 Oh, watch and fight and pray ; 

The battle ne'er give o'er; 



Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine imi^lore. 

3 Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
Nor lay thine armor down ; 
Thine arduous work will not be done 
Till thou obtain thy crown. 



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1 In true and patient hope, 

My soul, on God attend. 
And calmly, confidently, look 
Till he salvation send. 

2 I shall his goodness see. 

While on his name I call; 
He will defend and strengthen me. 
And I shall never fail. 

3 Jesus ! to thee I fly. 

My refuge and my tower, 
Upon thy faithful love rely. 
And find thy saving power. 



513 

1 BiiEST are the pure in heart. 

For they shall see their God; 

The secret of the Lord is theirs; 

Their soul is Christ's abode. 

2 He to the lowly soul 

Doth still himself impart, 
And for his dwelling and his throne 
Chooseth the pure in heart. 

3 Lord ! we thy presence seek ; 

May ours this blessing be; 
Oh, give the pure and lowly heart, 
A temple meet for thee. 

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1 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears ! 

Let every trembling thought be gone ; 
Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
And put a cheerful courage on. 

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 

And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
But they forget the mighty God 
Who feeds the strength of every saint— 

3 Thee, mighty God! whose matchless power 

Is ever new and ever young, 
And firm endures while endless years 
Their everlasting circles run. 

4 From thee, the overflowing Spring, 

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 
While such as trust their native strength 
Shall melt away and droop and die. 

5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air 

We '11 mount aloft to thine abode; 
On wings of love our souls shall fly. 
Nor tire amid the heavenly road. 



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1 Stand up, my soul! shake ofT thy fears. 

And gird tlie gospel armor on; 
March to the gates df endless joy, 
Where Jesus thy great Captain 's gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course. 

But hell and sin are vanquished foes; 
Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross. 
And sung the triumph when he rose. 
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3 What though thy inward lusts rebel? 

'T is but a struggling gasp for life ; 
The weapons of victorious grace 
Shall slay thy sins and end the strife. 

4 Then let my soul march boldly on. 

Press forward to the heavenly gate; 
There peace and joy eternal reign. 
And glitt'ring robes for conqurors wait. 

5 There shall I wear a starry crown, 

And triumph in almighty grace; 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 



516 



1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? 

'Tis God that justifies their souls; 
And mercy, like a mighty stream, 
O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 

2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 

'Tis Christ, who suflered in their stead, 
And the salvation to fulfill 
Behold him rising from the dead. 

3 He lives ! he lives, and reigns above, 

For ever interceding there; 
Who shall divide us from his love. 
Or what shall tempt us to despair? 

4 Not all that men on earth can do. 

Nor powers on high nor powers below, 
Shall cause his mercy to remove. 
Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love. 



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1 Awake, my soul ! stretch every nerve, 

And press with vigor on ; 
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 

Hold thee in full survey ; 
Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice 

That calls thee from on high; 
'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 

4 Blest Saviour! introduced by thee, 

Have I my race begun ; 
And crowned with victory, at thy feet 
I '11 lay my laurels down. 



1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 

A follower of the Lamb, 
And shall I fear to own his cause 
Or blush to speak his name? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 

On flowery beds of ease, 
"WTiile others fought to win the prize, 
And sailed through bloody seas? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face? 

Must I not stem the flood? 
Is this dark world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 

Increase my courage, Lord I 
I '11 bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 



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1 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 

That saved a wretch like me ! 
I once was lost, but now am found, 
Was blind, but now I see. 

2 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear, 

And grace my fears relieved ; 
How precious did that grace appear 
The hour I first believed! 

3 Through many dangers, toils and snares 

I have already come ; 

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Tis grace has brought me safe thus far. 
And grace will lead me home. 

4 The Lord has promised good to me, 

His word my hope secures; 
He will my shield and portion be 
As long as life endures. 

5 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, 

And mortal life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the veil, 
A life of joy and peace. 

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1 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, 

My Lord, my hope, my trust! 
If I am found in Jesus' hands, 
My soul can ne'er be lost. 

2 His honor is engaged to save 

The meanest of his sheep ; 
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All that his heavenly Father gave 
His hands securely keep. 

3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove 
His favorites from his bretist; 
In the dear bosom of his love 
They must for ever rest. 



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521 

1 Lord ! when I all things would possess, 

I crave but to be thine ; 

Oh, lowly is the loftiness 

Of these desires divine. 

2 Each gift but helps my soul to learn 

How boundless is thy store ; 
I go from strength to strength, and yearn 
For thee, my Helper, more. 

i3 How can my soul divinely soar, 
How keep the shining way, 
And not more tremblingly adore, 
And not more humbly pray? 

4 The more I triumph in thy gifts, 

The more I wait on thee ; 
The grace that mightily uplifts 
Most sweetly humbleth me. 

5 The heaven where I would stand complete 

My lowly love shall see, 
And stronger grow the yearning sweet, 
My holy One ! for thee. 

522 

1 Oh, for a heart of calm repose 
Amid the world's loud roar, 
A life that like a river flows 
Along a peaceful shore ! 



2 Come, Holy Spirit! still my heart 

With gentleness divine ; 
Indwelling peace thou canst impart; 
Oh, make that blessing mine! 

3 Above these scenes of storm and strife 

There spreads a region fair ; 
Give me to live that higher life. 
And breathe that heavenly air. 

4 Come, Holy Spirit ! breathe that peace. 

That victory make me win ! 
Then shall my soul her conflict cease. 
And find a heaven within. 



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1 Thy home is with the humble, Lord! 

The simple are the blest ; 
Thy lodging is in child-like hearts ; 
Thou makest there thy rest. 

2 Dear Comforter! eternal Love! 

If thou wilt stay with me. 
Of lowly thoughts and simple ways 
I '11 build a house for thee. 

3 "Who made this breathing heart of mine 

But thou, my heavenly Guest? 
Let no one have it, then, but thee, 
And let it be thy rest. 



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1 To God be glory, peace on earth, 

To all mankind good will; 
We bless, we praise, we worship thee. 
And glorify thee still. 

2 And thanks for thy great glory give 

That fills our souls with light; 
O Lord our heavenl^^ King, the God 
And Father of all might ! 

3 And thou, begotten Son of God 

Before all time begun, 
O Jesus Christ, thou Lamb of God, 
The Father's only Son ! 

4 Thou who the sins of all the world 

Dost fully take away, 
Have mercy. Saviour of mankind! 
And hear us when we pray. 

5 O thou who sitt'st at God's right hand, 

Upon the Father's throne. 
Have mercy on us, thou, O Christ ! 
Who art the Holy One ! 

6 Thou only, with the Holy Ghost, 

Whom earth and heaven adore, 

TRINITY. 



In glory of the Father art, 
Most high for ever more. 



525 



1 Most ancient of all mj'steries! 

Before thy throne we lie; 
Have mercy now, most merciful. 
Most Holy Trinity! 

2 When heaven and earth were yet unmade^ 

When time was yet unknown. 
Thou in thy bliss and majesty 
Didst live and love alone. 

3 Thou wert not born, there was no fount 

From which thy being flowed; 
There is no end which thou ctmst reach, 
But thou art simply God. 

4 How wonderful creation is. 

The work that thou didst bless! 
And oh, what then must thou be like 
Eternal loveliness? 

5 Most ancient of all mysteries, 

Still at thy throne we lie; 
Have mercy now, most merciful, 
Most Holy Trinity ! 



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1 O God of life, whose power benign 
Doth o'er the world in mercy shine! 
Accept our praise, for we are thine. 



HOLY TRINITY. 



2 O Father, uncreated Lord ! 
Be thou in every land adored, 

Be thou by all with faith implored. 

3 O Son of God ! for sinners slain, 

We bless thee, Lord ! whose dying pain 
For us did endless life regain. 



4 O Holy Ghost ! whose guardian care 
Doth us for heavenly joj-s prepare, 
May we in thy communion share. 

5 O holy blessed Trinity ! 

With faith we sinners bow to thee; 
In us, O God ! exalted be. 



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Earlj' in the morning our song shall rise to thee; 
Holy, holy, holj-, merciful and mighty, 
God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee. 

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; 
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, 
Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. 



3 Holj', holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, 

Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see; 
Only thou art holy; there is none beside thee, 
Perfect in power, in love and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! 

All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea; 
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and might}"; 
God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 

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1 Thou whose almighty word 
Chaos and darkness heard, 

And took their flight! 
Hear us, we humbly pray. 
And where the gospel's day 
Sheds not its glorious ray 

"Let there be light!" 

2 Thou who didst come to bring, 
On thy redeeming wing. 

Healing and sight, 
Health to the sick in mind, 
Sight to the inly blind! 
Oh, now to all mankind 

" Let there be light !" 

HADDAM. 



3 Spirit of truth and love. 
Life-giving holy Dove ! 

Speed forth thy flight; 
Move o'er the waters' face. 
Bearing the lamp of grace, 
And in earth's darkest place 

" Let there be light !" 

4 Blessed and holy three. 
All-glorious Trinity, 

Wisdom, love, might! 
Boundless as ocean's tide 
Rolling in fullest pride 
Through the world, far and wide, 

"Let there be light!" 



H. M. 




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HOLY TRINITY. 



529 



1 I GIVE immortal praise 

To God the Father's love 
For all my comforts here 

And better hopes above ; 
He sent his own eternal Son 
To die for sins that man had done. 

2 To God the Son belongs 

Immortal glory too, 
Who bought us with his blood 

From everlasting woe; 
And now he lives, and now he reigns, 
And sees the fruit of all his pains. 



3 To God the Spirit's name 

Immortal worship give. 
Whose new-creating power 

Makes the dead sinner live; 
His work completes the great design, 
And fills the soul with joy divine. 

4 Almighty God ! to thee 

Be endless honors done, 
The undivided three, 

And the mysterious One! 
Where reason fails with all her powers. 
There faith prevails, and love adores. 



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To the blessed Trinity. 



4 Thee, apostles, prophets, thee. 
Thee, the noble martyr band. 

Praise with solemn jubilee; 
Thee the church in every land : 

Singing everlastingly 

To the blessed Trinity. 



5 Alleluia, Lord ! to thee. 

Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
Three in one, and one in three ! 

.Join we with the heavenly host. 
Singing everlastingly 
To the blessed Trinity. 

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530 



1 Holy, holy, holy! Lord, 

God of hosts, eternal King! 
By the heavens and earth adored, 

Angels and archangels sing. 
Chanting everlastingly 
To the blessed Trinity. 

2 Thousands, tens of thousands, stand, 

Spirits blest, before thy throne. 
Speeding thence at thy command ; 

And when thy command is done, 
Singing everlastingly 
To the blessed Trinity. 

8 Cherubim and seraphim 

Veil their faces with their wings; 
Eyes of angels are too dim 
To behold the King of kings, 



THE WORD OF THE LORD. 



NEWBOLD. 




1 Father of mercies ! in thy word 

"What endless glory shines ! 
For ever be thy name adored 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 

Exhaustless riches find- 
Riches above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the nciind. 

3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 

{Spreads heavenly peace around, 



And life and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

4 Oh, may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight, 
And still new beauties may I see. 
And still increasing light. 

5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord! 

Be thou for ever near ; 
Teach me to love thy sacred word. 
And view my Saviour there. 



DOWNS. 



C. M. 




632 



1 15LESSED are the undefiled in heart, 

Wliose ways are right and clean, 
Who never from thy law depart, 
But tly from every sin. 

2 Blest are the men who keep thy word. 

And practice thy commands; 
Witii their whole heart tliey seek the Lord, 
And serve thee with their hands. 
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3 Great is their peace who love thy law; 

How firm their souls abide ! 
Nor can a bold temptation draw 
Their steady feet aside. 

4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, 

And keep my face from sliame. 
When all thy statutes I obey, 
And honor all thy name. 



THE WORD OF THE LORD. 
ECKHARDTSHEIM. 



C. M. 





1 Behold thy waiting servant, Lord! 

Devoted to thy fear ; 
Remember and confirm thy word, 
For all my hopes are there. 

2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, 

And promised quickening grace? 
Does not my heart address thy throne? 
And yet thy love delays. 

3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ; 

Oh, bear thy servant up; 
Nor let the scoffing lips prevail 
That dare reproach my hope. 

4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord ? 

Then let thy truth appear; 
Saints shall rejoice in my reward, 
And trust as well as fear. 



534 



1 Oh, that thy statutes every hour 

Might dwell upon my mind! 
Thence I derive a quickening power, 
And daily peace I find. 

2 To meditate thy precepts. Lord! 

Shall be my sweet employ ; 
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word; 
Thy word is all my joy. 

3 How would I run in thy commands 

If thou my heart discharge 



From sin and Satan's hateful chains. 
And set my feet at large ! 

4 My lips with courage shall declare 

Thy statutes and thy name ; [hear, 

I '11 speak thy word, though kings should 
Nor yield to sinful shame. 



635 



1 The Spirit breathes upon the word, 

And brings the truth to sight; 
Precepts and promises afford 
A sanctifying light. 

2 A glory gilds the sacred page. 

Majestic, like the sun ; 
It gives a light to every age — 
It gives, but borrows none. 

3 The hand that gave it still supplies 

The gracious light and heat; 
His truths upon the nations rise— 
They rise, but never set. 

4 Let everlasting thanks be thine 

For such a bright display 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

5 My soul rejoices to pursue 

The steps of him I love, 
Till glory breaks upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 

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1 Blessed are the souls that hear and know 

The gospel's joyful sound; 
Peace shall attend the path they go, 
And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up 

Through their Redeemer's name; 
His righteousness exalts their hope, 
Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 

Strength and salvation gives; 
Israel ! thy King for ever reigns, 
Thy God for ever lives. 



537 



1 Lord ! I have made thy word my choice, 

My lasting heritage; 
There shall my noblest powers rejoice. 
My wai-mest thoughts engage. 

2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love. 

And keep thy laws in sight, 
While through the promises I rove 
With ever- fresh delight. 

3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown. 

Where springs of life arise; 
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown. 
And hidden glory lies. 

4 The best relief that mourners have, 

It makes our sorrows blest ; 
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Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 
And our eternal rest. 



538 



1 Oh, how I love thy holy law ! 

'Tis daily my delight; 
And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night. 

2 My waking eyes prevent the day 

To meditate thy word ; 
My soul with longing melts away 
To hear thy gospel, Lord ! 

3 How doth thy word my heart engage ! 

How well employ my tongue! 
And in my tiresome pilgrimage 
Yields me a heavenly song. 

4 Am I a stranger or at home? 

'Tis my perpetual feast; 
Not honey dropping from the comb 
So much allures the taste. 

5 No treasures so enrich the mind, 

Nor shall thy word be sold 

For loads of silver well refined. 

Nor heaps of choicest gold. 

6 When nature sinks and spirits droop, 

Thy promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope. 
And there I write thy praise. 



THE WORD OF THE LORD, 
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1 How precious is the book divine 

By inspiration given ! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 

In this dark vale of tears ; 
Life, light and joy it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

3 This lamp through all the tedious night 

Of life shall guide our way, 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 



540 



1 How shall the young secure their hearts 

And guard their lives from sin ? 
Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
To keep the conscience clean. 

2 When once it enters to the mind. 

It spreads such light abroad 
The meanest souls instruction find, 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

3 'Tis, like the sun, a heavenly light. 

That guides us all the day, 
And through the dangers of the night 
A lamp to lead our way. 

1 4 Thy precepts make me truly wise; 
I hate the sinner's road; 
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I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, 
But love thy law, my God ! 

5 Thy word is everlasting truth ; 
How pure is every page ! 
That holy book shall guide our youth 
And well support our age. 



541 



1 Ladex with guilt and full of fears, 

I fly to thee, my Lord ! 
And not a glimpse of hope appears 
But in thy written word. 

2 The volume of my Father's grace 

Does all my grief assuage ; 
Here I behold my Saviour's face 
Almost in every page. 

3 Here consecrated water flows 

To quench my thirst of sin ; 
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows; 
No danger dwells therein. 

4 This is the judge that ends the strife 

Where wit and reason fail ; 
My guide to everlasting life 
Through all this gloomy vale. 

5 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God! 

My roving feet command. 
Nor I forsake the happy road 
That leads to thy right hand, 
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THE GOSPEL. 



OXBRIDGE, 



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542 



1 God, in the gospel of his Son, 
Makes his eternal counsels known; 
'Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 

2 Here sinners of a humble frame 

May taste his grace and learn his name, 
May read in characters of blood 
The wisdom, power and grace of God. 

3 The prisoner here may break his chains; 
The weary rest from all his pains ; 

The captive feel his bondage cease; 
The mourner find the way of peace. 

4 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes 
A brighter world beyond the skies ; 

Here shines the light which guides our way 
From earth to realms of endless day. 

5 Oh, grant us grace, almighty Lord ! 
To read and mark thy holy word ; 



Its truth with meekness to receive, 
And by its holy precepts live. 



543 



QUEBEC. 



1 Let everlasting glories crown 

Thy head, my Saviour and ray Lord ! 
Thy hands have brought salvation down. 
And writ the blessings in thy word. 

2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks 

Some solid ground to rest upon ; 
With long despair the spirit breaks 
Till we apply to Chi'ist alone. 

3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! 

How wise and holy thy commands ! 
Thy promises, how firm they be! 
How firm our hope, our comfort stands! 

4 Should all the forms that men devise 

Assault my faith with treacherous art, 
I'd call them vanity and lies, 
And bind the gospel to my heart. 

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SILVER STREET. 



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544 



1 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, 

Harmonious to mine ear; 
Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contrived the way 

To save rebellious man, 
And all the steps that grace display 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

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To tread the heavenly road. 
And new supplies each hour I meet 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown 

Through everlasting days ; 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone. 
And well deserves the praise. 

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1 Behold, the morning sun 

Begins his glorious way; 
His beams through all the nations run. 
And life and light convey, 

2 But where the gospel comes 

It spreads diviner light; 
It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word, 

And all thy judgments just! 



For ever sure thy pi'omise. Lord! 

And men securely trust. 
My gracious God ! how plain 

Are thy directions given ! 
Oh, may I never read in vain, 

But find the path to heaven. 
I hear thy word with love, 

And I would fain obey; 
Send thy good Spirit from above 

To guide me, lest I stray. 

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THE WORD OF THE LORD. 
FEDERAL STREET. 



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546 



1 Ho, every one that thirsts! draw nigh; 

'Tis God invites tlie fallen race; 
Mercy and free salvation buy, 
Buy wine and milk and gospel grace. 

2 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, 

Leave all you have and are behind; 
Freely the gift of God receive, 
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 

3 Come to the living waters, come; 

Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; 

Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 

And find my grace is free for all. 



647 



1 Return, O wanderer, return. 

And seek an injured Father's face; 

Those warm desires that in thee burn 

Were kindled by reclaiming gi*ace. 

2 Return, O wanderer, return, 

And seek a Father's melting heart; 
His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 

8 Return, O wanderer, return. 

Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; 
Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
How freely Jesus can forgive. 

4 Return, O wanderer, return. 

And wipe away the falling tear; 

. 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn," 
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 



548 



1 COiME, weary souls with sin distressed. 
The Saviour offers heavenly rest; 
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The kind, the gracious call obey, 
And cast your gloomy fears away. 

2 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows 

To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes; 
Pardon and life and endless peace ; 
How rich the gift, how free the grace! 

3 Lord ! we accept with thankful heart 
The hope thy gracious words impart; 
We come, with trembling, yet rejoice, 
And bless the kind inviting voice. 

4 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love 
Confirm our faith, our fears remove; 
Oh, sweetly reign in every breast. 
And guide us to eternal rest. 



549 



1 Why will ye waste on trifling cares 
That life which God's compassion spares, 
While in the various range of thought 
The one thing needful is forgot? 

2 Shall God invite you from above? 
Shall Jesus urge his dying love? 

Shall troubled conscience give you pain, 
And all these pleas unite in vain? 

3 Not so your eyes will always view 
Tliose objects which you now pursue; 
Not so will heaven and hell appear 
When death's decisive hour is near. 

4 Almighty God! thy grace impart; 
Fix deep conviction on each heart; 
Nor let us waste on trifling cares 
That life which thy compassion spares. 



INVITATION, 



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Ye heavy-laden sinners, come; 
I '11 give you rest from all your toils, 
And raise you to my heavenly home. 

5 They shall find rest that learn of me ; 
I'm of a meek and lowly mind; 
But passion rages like the sea, 
And pride is restless as the wind. 

\ Blessed is the man whose shoulders take 
My yoke, and bear it with delight; 
My yoke is easy to his neck, 
My grace shall make the burden light. 

I Jesus ! we come at thy command, 

With faith and hope and humble zeal, 
Resign our spirits to thy hand. 
To mould and guide us at thy will. 



51 



L BEHOiiD a Stranger at the door! 
He gently knocks, has knocked before, 
Has waited long, is waiting still ; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

I Oh, love-ly attitude! he stands 
With melting heart and laden hands; 
Oh, matchless kindness ! and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes. 

3 But will he prove a friend indeed? 
He will, the very friend you need— 
The Friend of sinners ; yes, 'tis he, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 



4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, 
Turn out his enemy and thine, 
That soul destroying monster sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

5 Admit him ere his anger burn. 
His feet, departed, ne'er return ; 
Admit him, or the hour 's at hand 
When at his door denied you '11 stand. 



552 



1 Life is the time to serve the Lord, 
The time f ensure the great reward; 
And while the lamp holds out to burn 
The vilest sinner may return. 

2 Life is the hour that God hath given 
T' escape from hell and fly to heaven. 
The day of grace ; and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day. 

3 The living know that they must die. 
But all the dead forgotten lie; 

Their memory and their sense are gone, 
Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
My hands, with all your might pursue ; 
Since no device nor work is found, 
Nor faith nor hope, beneath the ground. 

5 There are no acts of pardon passed 
In the cold grave to which we haste, 
But darkness, death and long despair 
Reign in eternal silence there. 

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1 I LOVE the volumes of thy word ; 
What light and joy those leaves afford 

To souls benighted and distressed ! 
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, 
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, 

Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 

2 From the discoveries of thy law 
The perfect rules of life I draw; 

These are my study and delight; 
Not honey so invites the taste. 
Nor gold that hath the furnace passed 

Appears so pleasing to the sight. 



3 Thy threatenlngs wake my slumbering eyes, 
And warn me where my danger lies. 

But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord ! 
That makes my guilty conscience clean, 
Converts my soul, subdues my sin. 

And gives a free but large reward. 

4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? 
My God ! forgive my secret faults, 

And from presumptuous sins restrain; 
Accept my poor attempts of praise. 
That I have read thy book of grace. 

And book of nature.not in vain. 



NETTLETON. 



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554 



1 Sinners! will ye scorn the message 
Sent in mercy from above? 
Every sentence, oh how tender! 
Every line Is full of love; 

Listen to it— 
Every line is full of love. 
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2 Hear the heralds of the gospel 
News from Sion's King proclaim 
To each rebel sinner: "Pardon, 
Free forgiveness in his name;" 

How important!— 
Free forgiveness in his name. 



INVITATION. 



3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor, 

Fearful hearts, they quell your fears. 
And with news of consolation 
Chase away the falling tears ; 

Tender heralds!— 
Chase away the falling tears. 

4 False professors, groveling worldlings, 

Callous hearers of the word, 
While the messengers address you, 



Take the warnings they aflford; 

We entreat you— 
Take the warnings they afford. 

5 Who hath our reports believed ? 
Who received the joyful word? 
Who embraced the news of pardon 
Offered to you by the Lord ? 

Can you slight it — 
Offered to you by the Lord? 



ZION. 



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1 Ho ! ye needy, come and welcome, 

God's free bounty glorify ; 
True belief and true repentance. 
Every grace that brings us nigh, 

Without money. 
Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

2 Let not conscience make you linger. 

Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him ; 

This he gives you ; 
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 

3 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden. 

Lost and ruined by the fall ; 

If you tarry till you 're better, 

You will never come at all. 

Not the righteous, 
Sinners, Jesus came to call. 



4 View him prostrate in the garden, 

Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ; 
On the bloody tree behold him; 
Hear him cry, before he dies : 

" It is finished !" 
Sinner, will not this sufllce? 

5 Lo! the incarnate God ascended 

Pleads the merits of his blood; 
Venture on him, venture wholly, 
Let no other trust intrude; 

None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 

6 Saints and angels joined in concert 

Sing the praises of the Lamb, 

While the blissful seats of heaven 

Sweetly echo with his name; 

Hallelujah ! 

Sinners here may sing the same. 
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1 Hasten, sinner, to be wise, 

Staj' not for the morrows sun; 
Wisdom if thou still despise, 
Harder is it to be won. 

2 Hasten mercy to implore, 

Stay not for the morrow's sun. 
Lest thy season should be oer 
Ere this evening's stage be run. 

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3 Hasten, sinner, to return, 

Staj" not for the morrow's sun, 

Lest thy lamp should fail to burn 

Ere salvation's work is done. 

4 Hasten, sinner, to be blessed, 

Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
. Lest perdition thee arrest 
Ere the morrow is begun. 



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1 Sinners, turn; why will you die' 
God, your Maker, asks you why; 
God, who did your being give. 
Made you with himself to live. 

2 Sinners, turn; why will you die? 
God, your Saviour, asks you why; 
God, who did your souls retrieve. 
Died himself that you might live. 

3 Will you let him die in vain? 
Crucify your Lord again ? 

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Why, you ransomed sinners, why 
Will you slight his grace, and die? 

4 Sinners, turn; why will you die? 
God, the Spirit, asks you why ; 
He who all your lives has strove. 
Wooed you to embrace his love. 

5 Will j'ou not the grace receive? 
Will you still refuse to live? 

Oh, you long-sought sinners, why 
Will you grieve your God to die ? 



INVITATION. 



HORTON. 




558 

1 Come, says Jesus' sacred voice, 

1 Come, and make my paths your choice ; 
I will guide you to your home ; 
Weary pilgrim, hither come. 

2 Thou who, homeless and forlorn, 

Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, 



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Weary pilgrim, hither haste. 

3 Hither come, for here is found 
Balm that flows for every wound, 
Peace that ever shall endure. 
Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 

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Filled with dismay. 
Wait not for to-morrow, 

Yield thee to-day ; 

Heaven bids thee come 

While yet there's room. 
Child of sin and sorrow, 

Hear and obey. 

Child of sin and sorrow, 

Why wilt thou die? 
Come while thou canst borrow 

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Which from above. 
Child of sin and sorrow, 
Would bring thee nigh. 

Child of sin and sorrow, 

Thy moments glide 
Like the flitting arrow 

Or the rushing tide; 

Ere time is o'er 

Heaven's grace implore; 
Child of sin and sorrow. 

In Christ confide. 



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1 Dklay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, 

The waters of life are now flowing for 

thee; 
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here ; 
Redemption is purchased, salvation is 

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2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse 

The love and compassion of Jesus thy God? 

ROSEFIELD. 



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To wash and be cleansed in his pardonin) 
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Long grieved and resisted, may take its sac 
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To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 



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1 From the cross uplifted high 
Where the Saviour deigns to die. 
What melodious sounds I hear. 
Bursting on my ravished ear! 
Love's redeeming work is done; 
Ck)rae and welcome, sinner, come. 
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2 Sprinkled now with blood the thron 
Why beneath thy burdens groan? 
On my pierced body laid, 
Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
Bow the knee and kiss the Son; 
Come and welcome, sinner, come. 



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INVITATION. 



; Spread for thee the festal board, 
See with richest dainties stored; 
To thy Father's bosom pressed, 
Yet again a child confessed, 
Never from his house to roam ; 
Come and welcome, sinner, come. 



4 Soon the days of life shall end ; 
Lo ! I come, your Saviour, Friend, 
Safe your spirits to convey 
To the realms of endless day ; 
Up to my eternal home. 
Come and welcome, sinner, come. 



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1 Come to Calv'ry's holy mountain, 

Sinners, ruined by the fall ; 
Here a pure and healing fountain 

Flows to you, to me, to all. 
In a full perpetual tide. 
Opened when our Saviour died. 

2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, 

Wounded, impotent and blind; 
Here the guilty free remission. 
Here the troubled peace, may find ; 



Health this fountain will restore; 
He that drinks shall thirst no more ; 



He that drinks shall live for ever; 

'Tis a soul-renewing flood; 
God is faithful; God will never 

Break his covenant in blood. 

Signed when our Redeemer died. 

Sealed when he was glorified. 
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THE WORD OF THE LORD. 



INVERNESS. 



S. M. 




1 The Spirit in our hearts 

Is whispering, "Sinner, come!" 
The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims, 
To all his children, " Come !" 

2 Let him that heareth say 

To all about him. " Come !" 
Let him that thirsts for righteousness 
To Christ, the fountain, come. 

3 Yes, whosoever will. 

Oh, let him freely come, 
And freely drink the stream of life; 
'Tis Jesus bids him come. 

4 Lo! Jesus, who invites. 

Declares, "I quickly come;" 
Lord! even so; I wait thine hour; 
Jesus, my Saviour ! come. 



1 Like Noah's weary dove 

That soared the earth around, 
But not a resting-place above 
The cheerless watei's found, 

2 Oh, cease, my wandering soul. 

On restless wing to roam ; 
All the wide world, to either pole. 
Has not for thee a home. 

3 Behold the ark of God, 

Behold the open door; 
Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
And rove, my soul, no more. 

4 There safe thou shalt abide, 

There svs'^eet shall be thy rest. 
And every longing satisfied, 
With full salvation blessed. 



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1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 

A thousand thoughts revolve; 
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
And make this last resolve : 

2 " I '11 go to Jesus, though my sin 

Hath like a mountain rose ; 
I know his courts; I'll enter in. 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 " Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne. 

And there my guilt confess; 
I '11 tell him I 'm a wretch undone 
Without his sovereign grace. 

4 " I '11 to the gracious King approach 

Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
Perhaps he may command my touch. 
And then the suppliant lives. 

5 "Perhaps he will admit my plea. 

Perhaps will hear my prayer; 
But if I perish, I will pi'ay, 
And perish only there. 

6 "1 can but perish if I go, 

I am resolved to try ; 
For if I stay away, I know 
I must for ever die." 



566 



1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor. 

Behold a royal feast. 
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 
For every humble guest. 

2 See, Jesus stands with open arms. 

He calls, he bids you come; 
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; 
But see, there yet is room— 

3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; 

There love and pity meet; 
Nor will he bid the soul depart 
That trembles at his feet. 

4 Oh, come, and with his children taste 

The blessings of his love. 
While hope attends the sweet repast 
Of nobler joys above. 

5 There, with united heart and voice. 

Before the eternal throne. 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice 
In ecstasies unknown. 

6 And yet ten thousand thousand more 

Are welcome still to come ; 

Ye longing souls, the grace adore. 

Approach, there yet is room. 

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ARCADIA. 



C. M. 




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1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord! for thee; 

There shall our vows be paid ; 
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray; 
All flesh shall seek thine aid. 

2 Lord! our iniquities prevail, 

But pard'ning grace is thine, 
And thou wilt grant us power and skill, 
To conquer every sin. 

3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose 

To bring them near thy face. 
Give them a dwelling in thy house 
To feast upon thy grace. 

4 In answering what thy church requests 

Thy truth and terror shine. 
And works of dreadful righteousness 
Fulfill thy kind design. 

6 Thus shall the wondering nations see 
The Lord is good and just. 
And distant islands fly to thee. 
And make thy name their trust. 



568 



1 Arise, O King of grace! arise. 

And enter to thy rest; 
Lo! thy cluirch waits with longing eyes 
Thus to be owned and blest. 

2 Enter with all thy glorious train, 

Thy Spirit and thy word ; 
All that the ark did once contain 
Could no such grace afford. 
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3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows ; 

Here let thy praise be spread ; 

Bless the provisions of thy house. 

And fill thy poor with bread. 

4 Here let the Son of David reign, 

Let God's Anointed shine; 
Justice and truth his court maintain 
With love and power divine. 

5 Here let him hold a lasting throne; 

And as his kingdom grows, 
Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, 
And shame confound his foes. 



569 



1 On, where are kings and empires now 

Of old that went and came? 
But, Lord ! thy church is praying yet, 
A thousand years the same. 

2 We mark her goodly battlements 

And her foundations strong; 
We hear within the solemn voice 
Of her unending song. 

3 For not like kingdoms of the world 

Thy holy Church, O God! 
Though earthquake shocks are threateniug 
her 
And tempests are abroad. 

4 Unshaken as eternal hills. 

Immovable she stands, 
A mountain that shall fill the earth, 
A house not made by hands. 



THE CHURCH. 



MAR LOW. 

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C. M. 





1 O Lord of hosts ! how lovely is 

The place where thou dost dwell ! 
The tabernacles of thy grace 
In pleasantness excel. 

2 My soul doth long, yea, even faint, 

Jehovah's courts to see ; 
My heart and flesh are crying out, 
O living God ! for thee. 

3 Blest all who dwell within thy house; 

They ever give thee praise ; 
And blest the man whose strength thou art, 
In whose heart are thy ways ; 

4 Who, passing on through Baca's vale. 

Do make of it a well ; 
And copious rains descending there 
The pools with water fill. 

5 So they from strength unwearied go 

Still forward unto strength; 
And they in Zion shall appear 
Before the Lord at length. 



571 



1 The Lord of glory is my light. 

And my salvation too; 
God is my strength, nor will I fear 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires; 

Oh, grant me an abode 
Among the churches of thy saints, 
The temples of my God. 



3 There shall I offer my requests. 

And see thy beauty still. 
Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire thy will. 

4 When troubles rise and storms appear, 

There may his children hide ; 
God has a strong pavilion where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Now shall my head be lifted high 

Above my foes around. 
And songs of joy and victory 
Within thy temple sound. 



572 



1 My soul, how lovely is the place 

To which thy God resorts ! 
'Tis heaven to see his smiling face. 
Though in his earthly courts. 

2 There the great Monarch of the skies 

His saving power displays. 
And light breaks in upon our eyes 
With kind and quickening rays. 

3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove 

Descends and fills the place, 
While Christ reveals his wondrous love. 
And sheds abroad his grace. 

4 There, mighty God! thy words declare 

The secrets of thy will, 
And still we seek thy mercy there, 
And sing thy praises still. 

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1 How did my heart rejoice to hear 

My friends devoutly say, 
" In Zion let us all appear, 
And keep the solemn day " ! 

2 I love her gates, I love the road, 

The church, adorned with grace, 
Stands like a palace built for God 
To show his milder face. 

3 Up to her courts with joys unknown 

The holy tribes repair ; 



HENDON. 



The Son of David holds his throne 
And sits in judgment there. 

4 Peace be within this sacred place, 

And joy a constant guest; 
With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
Be her attendants blest. 

5 My soul shall pray for Zion still 

While life or breath remains; 
There my best friends, my kindred dwell 
There God, my Saviour, reigns. 




To thy temple I repair; 
Lord! I love to worship there. 
When within the veil I meet 
Christ before the mercy-scat. 

2 While thj' glorious praise is sung 
Touch my lips, unloose my tongue, 
That my joyful soul may bless 
Thee, the Lord, my righteousness. 
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3 While the prayers of saints ascend, 
God of love ! to mine attend; 
Hear me, for thy Spirit pleads, 
Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 

4 While I hearken to thy law 
Fill my soul with humble awe, 
Till thy gospel bring to me 
Life and immortality. 



THE CHURCH. 



SHIRLAND. 




1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord ! 

The house of thine abode, 
The church our blest Redeemer saved 
With his own precious blood. 

2 I love thy church, O God ! 

Her walls before thee stand, 
Dear as the apple of thine eye, 
And graven on thy hand. 

3 If e'er to bless thy sons 

My voice or hands deny, 
These hands let useful skill forsake, 
This voice in silence die. 



SWABIA 



I 4 For her my tears shall fall ; 

For her my prayers ascend; 
To her my cares and toils be given 
Till toils and cares shall end. 

5 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways. 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise. 

6 Sure as thy truth shall last, 

To Zion shall be given 
The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 




The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 

Let all the nations fear; 
Let sinners tremble at his throne, 

And saints be humble there. 
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His honors are divine; 
His church shall make his wonders known. 
For there his glories shine. 

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DALSTON. 



S. P. M. 




1 How pleased and blessed was I 
To hear the people cry, 

" Come, let us seek our God to-day." 
Yes, with a cheerful zeal. 
We'll haste to Zion's hill, 

And there our vows and honors pay. 

2 Zion ! thrice happy place. 
Adorned with wondrous grace. 

And walls of strength embrace thee round; 
In thee our tribes appear 
To pray, to praise and hear 

The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 

3 There David's greater Ron 
Has fixed his royal throne; 

He sits for grace and judgment there; 

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He bids the saint be glad. 
He makes the sinner sad 
And humble souls rejoice with fear. 

4 May peace attend thy gate, 
And joy within thee wait. 

To bless the soul of every guest; 
The man that seeks thy peace. 
And wishes thine increase, 

A thousand blessings on him rest! 

5 My tongue repeats her vows: 
'• Peace to this sacred house !" 

For there my friends and kindred dwell; 
And since my glorious God 
Makes thee his blest abode, 

My soul shall ever love thee well. 



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578 

1 Before thee, Lord ! a people waits 
To praise thy name in Zion's gates ; 

To thee shall vows be paid. 
Thou Hearer of the suppliant's prayer! 
All flesh shall unto thee repair 

To seek thy gracious aid. 

2 How great my trespasses appear ! 
But from all guilt thou wilt me clear. 

And my transgressions hide. 

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How blest thy chosen, who by grace 
Are brought within thy dwelling-place, 
That they may there abide ! 

3 The goodness of thy house, O Lord ! 
The joys thy holy courts afford, 

Our souls shall satisfy. 
By feai'ful deeds, in justice wrought. 
The Lord will grant us what we sought. 

Our Saviour, God most high. 

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1 Lord of the worlds above ! 

How pleasant and how fair 
Th? dwellings of thy love. 

Thine earthly temples, are! 
To thine abode my heart aspires, 
"With warm desires to see my God. 

2 Oh, happy souls who pray 

Where God appoints to hear! 
Oh, happy men who pay 

Their constant service there I 
They pi'aise thee still; and happy they 
Who love the way to Zion's hill. 

8 They go from strength to strength 
Through this dark vale of tears. 
Till each arrives at length. 
Till each in heaven appears; 



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Shall thither bring our willing feet! 



680 



1 Rise, gracious God ! and shine 

In all thy saving might, 
And prosper each design 

To spread thy glorious light ; 
Let healing streams of mercj' flow. 
That all the earth thy truth may know. 

2 Put forth thy glorious power; 

The nations then will see. 
And earth present her store 

In converts born of thee; 
God, our own God, his church will bless, 
And earth shall yield her full increase. 
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ROLLAND. 




1 How pleasant, how divinelj' fair, 

O Lord of hosts ! thy dwellings are ! 
With long desire my spirit faints 
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, 
My panting heart cries out for God ; 
My God ! my King! why should I be 
So far from all my joys and thee? 

3 Blest are the saints who sit on high 
Around thy throne of majesty ; 



Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 

4 Blest are the souls who find a place 
Within the temple of thy grace; 
There they behold thy gentler rays. 
And seek thy face and learn thy praise. 

5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength 
Till all shall meet in heaven at length. 
Till all before thy face appear, 

And join in nobler worship there. 



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1 Lo ! God is here ; let us adore. 

And own how dreadful is this place ; 
Let all within us feel his power. 
And silent bow before his face. 

2 Lo! God is here; him day and night 

United choirs of angels sing; 
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To him, enthroned above all height. 
Let saints their humble worship bring. 

Lord God of hosts! oh, may our pra-'se 
Thy courts with grateful incense fill ; 

Still may wo stand before thy face. 
Still liear and do thy sovereign will. 



THE MINISTRY. 



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Who stand on Zion's hill, 
Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice ! 

How sweet the tidings are ! 
"Zion ! behold thy Saviour King; 
He reigns and triumphs here." 

3 How happy are our ears. 

That hear this joyful sound, 
Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found ! 



4 How blessed are our ej^es, 

That see this heavenly light! 
Prophets and kings desired it long. 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 

And tuneful notes employ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm 

ThrouETh all the earth abroad; 
Let all the nations now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 



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Lord of the gospel harvest ! send 
More laborers forth into thy field ; 

More pastors teach thy tlock to tend ; 
More workmen raise thy house to build; 

His work and place to each assign, 

And clothe their word with power divine. 



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1 Great Lord of all thy churches ! hear 
Thy ministers' and people's prayer; 
Perfumed by thee, oh may it rise 
Like fragrant incense to the skies. 

2 May every pastor from above 

Be new inspired with zeal and love 
To watch thy flock, thy flock to feed. 
And sow with care the precious seed. 

3 Revive thy churches with thy grace; 
Heal all our breaches, grant us peace; 
Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame 
With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 

4 May young and old thy word receive, 
Dead sinners hear thy voice and live. 
The wounded conscience healing find, 
And joy refresh each drooping mind. 

5 May aged saints matured with grace 
Abound in fruits of holiness; 

And when transplanted to the skies, 
May younger in their stead arise. 

6 Thus we our suppliant voices raise, 

And, weeping, sow the seed of praise, 
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In humble hope that thou wilt hear 
Thy ministers' and people's prayer. 

586 

1 Lord ! pour thy spirit from on high, 

And thine ordainM servants bless; 
Graces and gifts to each supply. 
And clothe thy priests with righteousness. 

2 "Within thy temple when they stand 

To teach the truth as taught by thee. 
Saviour! like stars in thy right hand 
Let all thy church's pastors be. 

3 Wisdom and zeal and love impart. 

Firmness and meekness from above, 
To bear thy people in their heart, 
And love the souls whom thou dost love ; 

4 To love and pray and never faint. 

By day and night their guard to keep, 
To warn the sinner, form the saint. 
To feed thy lambs and tend thy sheep. 

5 So, when their work is finished here, 

They may in hope their charge resign; 
So, when their Master shall appear. 
They may with crowns of glory shine. 



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1 What though the arm of conqu'ring death 

Does God's own house invade? 
What though the prophet and the priest 
Be numbered with the dead? 

2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, 
I The aged and the young, 

' The watchful eye in darkness closed, 
i And mute th' instructive tongue, 
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3 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, 
i New comfort to impart ; 

His eye still guides us, and his voice 
Still animates our heart. 

4 "Lo, I am with you !" saith the Lord; 

Thy church shall safe abide. 
For thou wilt ne'er forsake thine own 
Whose souls in thee confide, 

'6 Through every scene of life and death 
i This promise is our trust, 

And this shall be our children's song 
When we are cold in dust. 



588 



1 Christ and his cross is all our theme; 

The mysteries that we speak 
Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, 
And folly to the Greek. 

2 But souls enlightened from above 

With joy receive the word; 
They see what wisdom, power and love 
Shine in their dying Lord. 



3 The vital savor of his name 

Restores their fainting breath, 
But unbelief perverts the same 
To guilt, despair and death. 

4 Till God diffuse his graces down 

Like showers of heavenly rain. 
In vain Apollos sows the gi'ound, 
And Paul miay plant in vain. 



689 



1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 

And take th' alarm they give, 
Now let them from the mouth of God 
Their solemn charge receive. 

2 ' T is not a cause of small import 

The pastor's care demands, 
But what might fill an angel's heart, 
And filled a Saviour's hands. 

3 They watch for souls for whom the Lord 

Did heavenly bliss forego— 
For souls that must for ever live 
In rapture or in woe. 

4 All to the great tribunal haste, 

Th' account to render there; 
And shouldst thou strictly mark our faults, 
Lord! how should we appear? 

5 May they that Jesus whom they preach, 

Their own Redeemer, see. 
And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 
That they may watch for thee. 
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590 



1 How blest the sacred tie that binds 
In union sweet according minds! 

How swift the lieavenly course they run 
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes, are 
one! 

2 To each the soul of each how dear ! 
What jealous love, what holy fear! 
How doth the generous flame within 
Refine from earth and cleanse from sin ! 

3 Their streaming tears together flow 
For human guilt and mortal woe ; 



ARLINGTON. 



Their ardent prayers together rise. 
Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 

4 Together oft thej^ seek the place 
Where God reveals his awful face; 

How high, how strong, their raptures 

swell 
There's none but kindred souls can tell. 

5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire 
When nature droops her sickening fire; 
Then shall they meet in realms above, 
A heaven of joy, a heaven of love. 

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J5y ancient worthies trod; 
Aspiring, view those holy men 
Who lived and walked with God. 

2 Tliough dead, they speak in reason's ear 

And in exanijile live; 
Their faith and hope and mighty deeds 
Still fresh instruction give. 
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'Twas through the Lamb's most precious 
They conquered every foe, [blood 

And to his power and matchless grace 
Their crowns of life they owe. 

Lord ! may I ever keep in view 

The patterns thou hast given, 
And ne'er forsake the blessed path 

Which led them safe to heaven. 



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BEVERLY. 

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One Lord below, above. 
One faith, one hope divine, 

One only watchword, love; 
From diff'rent temples though it rise, 
One song ascendeth to the skies. 

2 Our sacrifice is one. 

One Priest before the throne. 
The slain, the risen Son, 
Redeemer. Lord alone: 



And sighs from contrite hearts that spring 
Our chief, our choicest offering. 



3 Head of thj" church beneath. 

The catholic, the true. 
On all her members breathe, 

Her broken frame renew ; 
Then shall thy perfect will be done 
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WE/MAR. 



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1 Behold, how good and pleasant, 

And how becoming well, 

Where brethren all united 

In peace together dwell ! 

2 'Tis like the precious ointment 

That on the head did flow, 



Which down the beard of Aaron 
Did o'er his vesture go. 

3 Like dews which on Mount Hermon 
And Zion hills descend; 
There God commands the blessing, 
Life that shall never end. 

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1 Come, let us join our friends above 

That have obtained the prize, 
And on the eagle wings of love 
To joys celestial rise. 

2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing 

With those to glory gone, 
For all the servants of our King, 
In earth and heaven, are one. 

3 One family we dwell in him, 

One church above, beneath, 
Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream, of death. 

4 One army of the living God, 

To his command we bow ; 
Part of his host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

5 Ten thousand to their endless home 

This solemn moment fly 
And we are to the margin come, 
And we expect to die. 

6 Oh, that we now might grasp our Guide ! 

Oh, that the word were given ! 
Come, Lord of hosts! the waves divide. 
And land us all in heaven. 



595 



1 How sweet, how heavenly, is the sight 
When those that love the Lord 
In one another's peace delight, 
And so fulflll his word ! 
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2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 

And with him bear a part. 
When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
And joy from heart to heart. 

3 When love, in one delightful stream. 

Through every bosom flows. 
When union sweet and dear esteem 
In every action glows. 

4 Love is the golden chain that binds 

The happy souls above. 
And he's an heir of heaven that flnds 
His bosom glow with love. 



596 



1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined. 

And saved by grace alone; 
Walking in all thy ways, we flnd 
Our heaven on earth begun. 

2 The church triumphant in thy love. 

Their mighty joys we know; 
They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
And we in hymns below. 

3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, 

And bow before thy throne; 
We in the kingdom of thy grace; 
The kingdoms are but one. 

4 The holy to the holiest leads; 

From thence our spirits rise; 
And he that in thy statutes treads 
Shall meet thee in the skies. 



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1 Blest be the tie that binds 

Our hearts in Christian love ; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne 

We pour our ardent prayers; 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one, 
' Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes. 

Our mutual burdens bear. 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 



4 When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain ; 
But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way, 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil and pain 

And sin we shall be free. 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 




1 Blest are the sons of peace 

Whose hearts and hopes are one, 
j Whose kind designs to serve and please 
Through all their actions run. 

2 Blest is the pious house 

Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
i Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
I Make their communion sweet. 



3 Thus when on Aaron's head 

They poured the ricli perfume, 
The oil through all his raiment spread, 
And pleasure filled the room. 

4 Thus on the heavenly hills 

The saints are blest above. 
Where joy, like morning dew, distils, 
And all the air is love. 

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1 Father of mercies ! send thy grace, 

All powerful, from above, 
To form in our obedient souls 
The image of thy love. 

2 Oh, may our sympathizing breasts 

That generous pleasure know. 
Kindly to share in others' joy, 
And weep for otiiers' woe. 

3 When the most helpless sons of grief 
■ In low distress are laid. 

Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
And swift our hands to aid. 

4 So Jesus looked on dying men 

"When throned above the skies. 
And midst the embraces of his God 
He felt compassion rise. 

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew 

To raise us from the ground. 
And made the richest of his blood 
A balm for every wound. 



600 



1 Jesus, our Lord ! how rich thy grace! 

Thy bounties how complete! 

How shall we count the matchless sum? 

How pay the mighty debt? 
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2 High on a throne of radiant light 

Dost thou exalted shine: 
What can our poverty bestow, 
When all the worlds are thine? 

3 But thou hast brethren here below, 

The partners of thy grace. 
And wilt confess their humble names 
Before thy Father's face. 

4 In them thou mayst be clothed and fed 

And visited and cheered. 
And in their accents of distress 
Our Saviour's voice is heard. 

601 

1 Oh, still in accents sweet and strong 

Sounds forth the ancient word : 
"More reapers for white harvest fields, 
More laborers for the Lord." 

2 We hear the call ; in dreams no more 

In selfish ease we lie. 
But girded for our Father's work, 
Go forth beneath his sky. 

3 Where prophets' Avord and martyrs' blood 

And prayers of saints were sown, 
We, to their labors entering in, 
Would reap where they have strown. 



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1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be, 

A mortal man ashamed of thee? 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise. 
Whose glories shine through endless days? 

2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star; 
He sheds the beams of light divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon 
Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 
'Tis midnight with my soul till he, 
Bright Morning Star! bid darkness flee. 



4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend: 
No; when I blush, be this my shame. 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 Ashamed of Jesus ! yes, I may. 
When I 've no guilt to wash away, 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fears to quell, no soul to save. 

6 Till then— nor is my boasting vain— 
Till then I boast a Saviour slain ; 
And oh, may this my glory be, 
That Christ is not ashamed of me. 



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Thy joy to do the Father's will ; 
It is the way the Master went ; 

Should not the servant tread it still? 
Go, labor on ; 't is not for naught : 

Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain ; 
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not ; 

The Master praises— what are men ? 



3 Go, labor on; enough, while here, 

If he shall praise thee, if he deign 
Thy willing heart to mark and cheer; 
No toil for him shall be in vain. 

4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; 

For toil comes rest, for exile home; 
Soon Shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, 
The midnight peal : "Behold. I come!" 

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604 



1 O Lord ! thy work revive 

In Zion's gloomy hour, 
And let our dying graces live 
By thy restoring power. 

2 Oh, let thy chosen few 

Awake to earnest prayer ; 
Their covenant again renew, ^ 
And walk in filial fear. 

3 Thy Spirit then will speak 

Through lips of humble clay, 
Till hearts of adamant shall break, 
Till rebels shall obey. 

4 Now lend thy gracious ear, 

Now listen to our cry; 
Oh, corae and bring salvation near; 
Our souls on thee rely. 



605 



1 Tkach me, my God and King, 

Thy will in all to see; 
And what I do in anything 
To do it as for thee ; 

2 To scorn the senses' sway, 

While still to thee I tend ; 

In all I do be thou the way. 

In all, be thou the end. 
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3 All may of thee partake; 

Nothing so small can be 
But draws, when acted for thy sake, 
Greatness and worth from thee. 

4 If done beneath thy laws, 

E'en servile labors shine; 
Hallowed is toil if this the cause; 
The meanest work, divine. 



606 



1 Laborers of Christ, arise, 

And gird you for the toil; 
The dew of promise from the skies 
Already cheers the soil. 

2 Go where the sick recline. 

Where mourning hearts deplore. 
And where the sons of sorrow pine 
Dispense j'our hallowed store. 

3 Be faith which looks above, 

With prayer, your constant guest; 
And wrap the Saviour's changeless lovt 
A mantle round j'our breast. 

4 So shall you share the wealth 

That earth may ne'er despoil. 
And the blest gospel's saving health 
Repay your arduous toil. 



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1 Christian, seek not yet repose, 
Cast thy dreams of ease away ; 
Thou art in the midst of foes. 

Therefore watch and pray. 

2 Gird thy heavenly armor on, 
Wear it ever, night and day ; 
Near thee lurks the evil one, 

Therefore watch and pray. 

3 Listen to thy sorrowing Lord 
Him thou lovest to obey; 

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It is he who speaks the word, 
Therefore watch and pray. 

4 'T was by watching and by prayer 
Holy men of olden day 

Won the palms and crowns they wear. 
Therefore watch and pray. 

5 Watch, for thou thy guard must keep; 
Pray, for God must speed thy way ; 
Narrow is the road and steep. 

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1 He that goeth forth with weeping, 

Bearing precious seed in love. 
Never tiring, never sleeping, 
Findeth mercy from above. 

2 Soft descend the dews of heaven, 

Bright *he rays celestial shine; 
Precious fruits will thus be given 
Through an Influence all divine. 



3 Sow thy seed, be never weary, 

Let no fears thy soul annoy ; 
Be the prospect ne'er so dreary. 
Thou Shalt reap the fruits of joy, 

4 Lo ! the scene of verdure brightening, 

See the rising grain appear; 
Look again ; the fields are whitening. 
For the harvest-time is near. 
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1 Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim 
Salvation in Emmanuel's name; 
To distant climes the tidings bear, 
And plant the rose of Sharon there. 

2 He '11 shield you with a wall of fire, 
With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, 
Bid raging winds their fury cease, 
And calm the savage breast to peace. 

3 And when our labors all are o'er. 
Then we shall meet to part no more- 
Meet, with the blood-bought throng to fall, 
And crown our Jesus Lord of all. 

610 

1 O Israel! to thy tents repair; 

Why thus secure on hostile ground? 
Thy King commands thee to beware, 
For many foes thy camp surround. 

2 The trumpet gives a martial strain ; 

O Israel ! gird thee for the fight; 
Arise, the combat to maintain. 
And put thine enemies to flight. 

3 Thou shouldst not sleep as others do; 

Awake, be vigilant, be brave; 

The coward, and the sluggard too. 

Must wear the fetters of tlie slave. 
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4 A nobler lot is east for thee, 

A kingdom waits thee in the skies; 
With such a hope, shall Israel flee, 
Or yield, through weariness, the prize? 

5 No; let a careless world repose 

And slumber on through life's short day. 
While Israel to the conflict goes. 
And bears the glorious prize away. 



611 



1 Disowned of heaven, by- man oppressed. 

Outcasts from Zion's hallowed ground. 

Oh, why should Israel's sons, once blessed, 

Still roam the scorning world around? 

2 Lord ! visit thy forsaken race, 

Back to thy fold the wanderers bring; 
Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, 
And hail in Christ their promised King. 

3 The veil of darkness rend in twain 

Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light, 
The severed olive branch again 
Firm to its parent stock unite. 

4 Hail, glorious day, expected long, [pour, 

When Jew and Greek one prayer shall 
With eager feet one temple throng. 
With grateful praise one God adore. 



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1 Tkiumphant Zion ! lift thy head 
From dust and darkness and the dead; 
Though humbled long, awake at length, 
And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 

2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
And let thine excellence be known ; 
Decked in the robes of righteousness, 
The world thy glories shall confess. 

3 No more shall foes unclean invade. 
And fill thy hallowed walls with dread; 
No more shall hell's insulting host 
Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast. 

4 God from on high has heard thy prayer; 
His hand thy ruins shall repair; 

Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 
To guard thee in eternal peace. 



613 



1 ASCENB thy throne, almighty King ! 

And spread thy glories all abroad; 
Let thine own arm salvation bring, 
And be thou known the gracious God. 

2 Let millions bow before tliy seat, 

Let humble mourners see thy face; 
Bring daring rebels to thy feet. 
Subdued by thy victorious grace. 

3 Oh, let the kingdoms of the world 

Become the kingdoms of the Lord; 
Let saints and angels praise thy name, 
Be thou through heaven and earth adored. 
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1 " Go, preach my gospel !" saith the Lord; 

"Bid the whole earth my grace receive; 
He shall be saved that trusts my word ; 
He shall be lost that won't believe. 

2 " I 11 make your great commission known, 

And ye shall prove my gospel true, 
By all the works that I have done, 
By all the wonders ye shall do. 

3 "Teach all the nations my commands; 

I "m with you till the world shall end; 
All power is trusted to my hands, 
I can destx'oy, and I defend." 

4 He spake, and light shone round his head; 

On a bright cloud to heaven he rode; 
They to the farthest nation spread 
The grace of their ascended God. 



615 



1 Soon may the last glad song arise 
Through all the millions of the skies, 
That song of ti'iumph which records 
That all the earth is now the Lord's. 

2 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be 
Obedient, mighty God ! to thee ; 

And over land and stream and main 
"Wave thou the sceptre of thy reign. 

3 Oh, that the anthem now might swell, 
And host to host the triumph tell. 
That not one rebel heart remains, 
But over all the Saviour reigns. 

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1 O Spirit of the living God ! 

In all thy plenitude of grace. 
Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love 

To preach the reconciling word; 
Give power and unction from above 
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 

3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light, 

Confusion order in thy path; 
Souls without strength inspire with might. 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 

4 O Spirit of the Lord ! prepare 

A sinful world their God to meet; 
Breathe thou abroad like morning air, 
Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 

5 Baptize the nations ; far and nigh 

The triumphs of the cross record; 
The name of Jesus glorify, 
Till every kindred call him Lord. 

617 

1 Jesus! thy church with longing eyes 

For thine expected coming waits; 
When will the promised light arise. 
And glory beam from Zion's gates? 

2 E'en now, when tempests round us fall 

And wintry clouds o'ercast the sky, 
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Thy words with pleasure we recall. 
And deem that our redemption 's nigh. 

3 Oh, come and reign o'er every land ; 

Let Satan from his throne be hurled. 
All nations bow to thy command. 
And grace revive a dying world. 

4 Teach us in watchfulness and prayer 

To wait for the appointed hour. 
And fit us by thy grace to share 
The triumphs of thy conquering power. 

618 

1 Thy people. Lord ! who trust thy word, 

And wait the smilings of thy face. 
Assemble round thy mercy seat, 
And plead the promise of thy grace. 

2 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son 

To be a light to Gentile lands. 
To open the benighted eyes. 
And loose the wretched pris'ners' bands! 

3 Hast thou not said from sea to sea 

His vast dominion shall extend? 
That every tongue shall call him Lord, 
And every knee before him bend? 

4 Now let the happy time appear— 

The time to favor Zion come; 
Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
And call thy banished children home. 



MISSIONS. 



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1 Great God ! whose universal sway 
The known and unknown worlds obey. 
Now give the kingdom to thy Son, 
Extend his power, exalt his throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, 
All heaven submits to his commands; 
His justice shall avenge the poor. 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 With power he vindicates the just. 
And treads th' oppressor in the dust; 
His worship and his fear shall last 
Till hours and years and time be past. 

4 As rain on meadows newly mown, 
So shall he send his influence down ; 
His grace on fainting souls distills 
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 

5 The heathen lands that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death 
Revive at his first dawning light, 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 

6 The saints shall flourish in his days, 
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; 
Peace like a river from his throne 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 



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Sovereign of worlds! display thy power, 
Be this thy Zion's favored hour; 



Oh, bid the morning star arise, 
Oh, point the heathen to the skies. 

2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns. 
On western wilds and eastern plains; 
Far let the gospel's sound be known. 
Make thou the universe thine own. 

3 Speak, and the world shall hear thy voice. 
Speak, and the desert shall rejoice; 
Dispel the gloom of heathen night, 

Bid every nation hail the light. 

621 

1 Arm of the Lord! awake, awake. 

Put on thy strength, the nations shake. 
And let the world, adoring, see 
Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 

2 Say to the heathen from thy throne, 
"I am Jehovah— God alone;" 

Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
And cast their altars to the ground. 

3 No more let human blood be spilt. 
Vain sacrifice for human guilt, 
But to each conscience be applied 
The blood that flowed from Jesus' side. 

4 Almighty God ! thy grace proclaim. 

In every land declare thy name. 

Till adverse powers before thee fall. 

And crown the Saviour Lord of all. 
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1 Great God ! the nations of the earth 

Are by creation thine, 
And in thy works, by all beheld, 
Tliy radiant glories shine. 

2 But, Lord ! thy greater love has sent 

Thy gospel to mankind, 
Unveiling what rich stores of grace 
Are treasured in thy mind. 

3 Lord ! when shall these glad tidings spread 

The spacious earth around, 
Till every tribe and every soul 
Shall hear the joyful sound? 

4 Smile, Lord ! on each sincere attempt 

To spread the gospel's rays, 
And build on sin's demolished throne 
The temple of thy praise. 



623 



1 Behold, the mountain of the Lord 

In latter days shall rise, 
On mountain tops, above the hills, 
And draw the wond'ring eyes. 

2 To this the joyful nations round, 

All tribes and tonjruos, shall How; 
" Up to the hill of God," they say, 
'* And to his house, we '11 go." 

3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill 

Shall lighten every land; 
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The King who reigns in Salem's towers 
Shall all the world command. 

4 No longer hosts encountering hosts 
Their millions slain deplore ; 
They hang the trumpet in the hall, 
And study war no more. 



624 



1 Daughter of Zion ! from the dust 

Exalt thy fallen head; 
Again in thy Redeemer trust; 
He calls thee from the dead. 

2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, 

Thy beautiful array ; 
The day of freedom dawns at length, 
The Lord's appointed day. 

3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, 

And send thy heralds forth; 
Say to the South, " Give up thy charge, 
And keep not back, O North !" 

4 They come, they come; thine exiled bardi 

Where'er they rest or roam. 
Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
And hasten to their home. 

5 Thus, though the universe shall burn 

And God his works destroy. 
With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
And everlasting joy. 



MISSIONS, 



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i 1 Jesus, immortal King ! arise, 
i Rise and assert thy sway, 

Till earth, subdued, its tribute bring, 
And distant lands obey. 

i 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror ! ride, 
i' Till all thy foes submit. 

And all the powers of hell resign 
Their trophies at thy feet. 

3 Send forth thy word, and let it fly 

This spacious earth around, 

Till every soul beneath the sun 

Shall hear the joyful sound. 

4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, 

May Jesus be adored, 
And earth, with all her millions, shout 
Hosannas to the Lord. 



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1 Shine, mighty God! on Zion shine 

With beams of heavenly grace; 
Reveal thy power through all our coasts. 
And show thy smiling face, 

2 When shall thy name from shore to shore 

Sound all the earth abroad, 
x\nd distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God? 

3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands ! 

Sing loud with solemn voice; 



Let every tongue exalt his praise, 
And every heart rejoice. 

4 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, 
That sits enthroned above. 
In wisdom rules the worlds he made, 
And bids them taste his love. 



627 



1 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart! 

Star of the coming day ! 
Arise, and with thy morning beams 
Chase all our griefs away. 

2 Come, blessed Lord! let every shore 

And answering island sing 

The praises of thy royal name. 

And own thee as their King. 

3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now 

To the bright world above, 
Break forth in sweetest strains of joy 
In memory of thy love. 

4 Jesus ! thy fair creation groans, 

The air, the earth, the sea. 

In unison with all our hearts, 

And calls aloud for thee." 

5 Thine was the cross, with all its fruits 

Of grace and peace divine; 
Be thine the crown of glory now, 
The palm of victory thine. 

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628 



1 O Lord our God ! arise, 

The cause of truth maintain, 
And wide o'er all the peopled world 
Extend her blessed reign. 



2 Thou Prince of life I 

Nor let thy glory cease ; 
Far spread the conquests of thy grace, 
And bless the earth with peace. 

3 Thou Holy Ghost! arise, 

Expand thy quickening wing. 
And o'er a dark and ruined world 
Let light and order spring. 

4 All on the earth arise. 

To God the Saviour sing, 
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, 
Let echoing anthems ring. 



629 



1 The Lord to my Lord said, 

At my right hand sit thou. 
Until I make thy enemies 
Beneath thy feet to bow. 

2 Thy rod of strength the Lord 

Shall out of Zion send. 
And over all thy enemies 
Do thou thy power extend. 

3 And in the day when thou 

Dost thy great power take, 
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Thy people shall themselves to thee 
A freewill oflTring make. 

4 In beauteous, holy robes 

Arrayed they come to thee ; 
As dew-drops from the morning womb. 
Thy youth shall ever be. 

5 The Lord an oath hath sworn, 

An oath he will not break : 
For ever like Melchisedec's 
Thy priesthood I will make. 



630 



1 Ye messengers of Christ! 

His sovereign voice obey; 
Arise, and follow where he leads, 
And peace attend your way. 

2 The Master whom you serve 

Will needful strength bestow; 
Depending on his promised aid, 
With sacred courage go— 

3 Go, spread the Saviour's fame; 

And tell his matchless grace 
To the most guilty and depraved 
Of Adam's numerous race. 

4 Mountains shall sink to plains. 

And hell in vain oppose; 
The cause is God's, and must prevail, 
In spite of all his foes. 



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To our almighty Maker, God, 
New honors be addressed; 

His great salvation shines abroad. 
And malies the nations blessed. 

He spake the word to Abraham first; 
His truth fulfills the gx-ace; 



The Gentiles make his name their trust 
And learn his righteousness. 

Let the whole earth his love proclaim 
With all her different tongues, 

And spread the honors of his name 
In melody and songs. 



DOVER. 



S. M. 




1 O God of sovereign grace ! 

We bow before thy throne, 
And plead for all the human race 
The merits of thy Son. 

2 Spread through the earth, O Lord ! 

The knowledge of thy ways, 

And let all lands with joy record 

The great Redeemer's praise. 



1 Thy name, almighty Lord ! 

Shall sound through distant lands; 
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word ; 
Thy truth for ever stands. 

2 Far be thine honor spread, 

And long thy praise endure. 
Till morning light and evening shade 
Shall be exchanged no more. 
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1 Watchman, tell us of the night, 

What its signs of promise are. 

Traveler, o'er j-on mountain's height 
See that glory-beaming star. 

Watchman, does its beauteous ray 
Aught of hope or joy foretell? 

Traveler, yes; it brings the day- 
Promised day of Israel. 

2 Watchman, tell us of the night; 

Higher yet that star ascends. 
Traveler, blessedness and light. 

Peace and truth, its course portends. 
Watchman, will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth? 
Traveler, ages aro its own ; 

See! it bursts o'er all the earth. 

8 Watchman, tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. 
Traveler, darkness takes its flight. 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease, 

Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
Traveler, lo ! the Prince of peace, 

Lo ! the Son of «od, is come ! 



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635 



1 God of mercy, God of grace ! 
.Show the brightness of thy face; 
Shine upon us, Saviour! shine; 
Fill thy churcli with light divine, 
And thy saving liealtli extend 
Unto earth's remotest end. 

2 Let the people praise thee. Lord ! 
Be by all that live adored ; 

Let the nations shout and sing 
Glory to their Saviour King ; 

ELTHAM. 



At thy feet their tribute pay, 
And thy holy will obey. 



3 Let the people praise thee, Lord ! 
Earth sliall then her fruits afford; 
God to man his blessing give; 
Man to God devoted live; 
All below and all above 
One in joy, in light, in love. 



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When, beneath Messiahs sway. 
Every nation, every clime, 
Shall the gospel's call obey. 

2 Mightiest kings his power shall own. 

Heathen tribes his name adore; 
Satan and his host, o'erthrown, 
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 



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Then be banished grief and pain ; 
Righteousness and joy and peace 
L^ndisturbed shall ever reign. 

4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord; 

Ever praise his glorious name ; 
All his mighty acts record ; 
All his wondrous love proclaim. 
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1 The voice of free grace cries, " Escape to the 
mountain ; 

For Adam's lost race Christ liath opened a 
fountain; 

For sin and uncleanness and every trans- 
gression, 

His blood flows most freely in streams of 
salvation." 

Hallelujah to the Lamb who hath purchased 
oui pardon ! 

We'll praise him again when we pass over 
Jordan, 
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2 Ye souls that are wounded, repair to the 
Saviour; 

He calls you in mercy, 'tis infinite favor; 

Your sins are increased as high as a moun- 
tain; 

His blood can remove them; it flows from 
the fountain. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb who hath purchased 
our pardon ! 

We'll praise him again when we pass over 
Jordan. 



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3 Now Jesus our King reigns triumphantly 
glorious ; 

O'er sin, death and hell he is more than vic- 
torious; 

With shouting proclaim it, oh, trust in his 
passion ; 

He saves us most freely, oh, glorious salva- 
tion! 

Hallelujah, etc. 



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rious, 
He reigns over all and his kingdom is glo- 
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In triumph ascribing to him our salvation. 
Hallelujah, etc. 

5 With joy shall we stand when escaped to 

the shore ; 
With harps in our hands we will praise him 

the more ; 
We '11 range the sweet plains on the banks 

of the river. 
And sing of salvation for ever and ever. 
Hallelujah to the Lamb who hath purchased 

our pardon ! 
We '11 praise him again when we pass over 

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Bless our dim and blinded sight; 
Like the day-spring on the night 

Bid thy grace to shine. 

2 To the nations led astray 
Thine eternal love display; 
Let thy truth direct their way 

Till the world be thine. 

3 Praise to thee, the faithful Lord; 
Let all tongues in glad accord 
Learn the good thanksgiving word, 

Ever praising thee. 



4 Let them, moved to gladness, sing, 
1 1 Owning thee their Judge and King ; 



Righteous truth shall bloom and spring 
Where thy rule shall be. 

5 Praise to thee, all-faithful Lord! 
Let all tongues in glad accord 
Speak the good thanksgiving word, 

Heart-rejoicing praise. 

6 So the fruitful earth's increase, 
Bounty of the God of peace, 
Never in its course shall cease 

Through the length of days. 

7 While his grace our life shall cheer, 
Farthest lands shall own his fear, 
Brought to him in worship near. 

Taught his mercy's ways. 
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C7ioru5.— Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing ; 
Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
1 ZiON, the marvelous story be telling, 

The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth; 
The brightest archangel in glory excelling. 
He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. 
Chorus.— ^hont the glad tidings, etc. 



Chorus. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

2 Tell how he cometh; from nation to nation, 

The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round ; 
How free to the faithful he offers salvation ! 
How his people with joy everlasting are crowned! 
Chorus. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

Chorus. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 

3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing. 

And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; 
Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing; 
One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. 
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1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow; 

The gladly solemn sound 
Let all the nations know. 

To earth's remotest bound; 
The year of Jubilee is come: 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Extol the Lamb of God, 

The all-atoning Lamb; 
Redemption in his blood 
Throughout the world proclaim. 
The year, etc. 



3 Ye who have sold for naught 

Your heritage above. 
Come, take it back unbought, 
The gift of Jesus' love. 
The year, etc. 

4 The gospel trumpet hear. 

The news of heavenly grace, 
And saved from earth appear 
Before your Saviour's face. 
The year of Jubilee is come : 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
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641 

1 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy sadness; 

Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no 

more ; 
Bright o'er thy hills dawns the daystar of 

gladness; 
Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 

2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that sub- 

dued them [far; 

And scattered their legions was mightier 

They fled like the chaff from the scourge 

that pursued them; 
Vain were their steeds and their chariots 

of war. 

3 Daughter of Zion ! the power that hath saved 

thee 
Extolled with the harp and the timbrel 
should be; 
Shout, for the foe is destroyed that enslaved 
thee; 
The oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is 
free. 

642 

1 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morn- 
ing; 
Joy to tJie lands that in darkness have 



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Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourn- 
ing; 
Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. 

Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morn- 
ing, 
Long by the prophets of Israel foretold ; 
Hail to the millions from bondage return- 
ing; 
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 

Lo ! in the desert rich flowers are springing 
Streams ever copious are gliding along; 

Loud from the mountain-top echoes are 
ringing. 
Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song. 

See! from all lands, from the isles of the 
ocean. 
Praise to Jehovah ascending on high ; 
Fallen are the engines of war and com- 
motion, 
Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 

Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morn- 
ing; 
Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ; 
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourn- 
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Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. 



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1 The morning light is breaking; 

The darkness disappears ; 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears; 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 



2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us 

In many a gentle shower, 
And brighter scenes before us 

Are opening every hour ; 
Each cry to heaven going 

Abundant answers brings, 
And heavenly gales are blowing 

With peace upon their wings. 

8 See heathen nations bending 

Before the God we love, 
And thousand hearts ascending 

In gratitude above; 
While sinners, now confessing. 

The gospel call obey, 
And seek the Saviour's blessing, 

A nation in a day. 

4 Blest river of salvation ! 
Pursue thine onward way; 
Flow thou to every nation. 
Nor in thy richness stay— 



Stay not till all the lowly 
Triumphant reach their home ; 

Stay not till all the holy 
Proclaim " The Lord is come." 



644 



1 Now be the gospel banner 

In every land unfurled; 
And be the shout, "Hosanna!" 

Re-echoed through the world, 
Till every isle and nation, 

Till every tribe and tongue, 
Receive the great salvation. 

And join the happy throng. 

2 What though th' embattled legions 

Of earth and hell combine? 
His power throughout their regions 

Shall soon resplendent shine; 
Ride on, O Lord ! victorious, 

Immanuel, Prince of peace ! 
Thy triumph shall be glorious. 

Thine empire still increase. 

3 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, 

O Jesus, King of kings ! 
Thy light, thy love, thy favor, 

Each ransomed captive sings; 
The isles for thee are waiting, 

The deserts learn thy praise. 
The hills and valleys, greeting, 

The song responsive raise. 

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645 



1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 

From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand, 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
Though every prospect pleases. 

And only man is vile? 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown ; 
The heathen, in his blindness, 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

8 Shall we whose souls are lighted 
With wisdom from on high, 
Shall we to men benighted 

The lamp of life deny? 
Sfilvation ! oh, salvation! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 
Has learned Messiah's name. 
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4 Waft, waft, ye winds ! his story. 

And you, ye waters ! roll. 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. 



646 



1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, 

Great David's greater Son ; 
Hail, in the time appointed. 

His reign on earth begun ; 
He comes to break oppression, 

To set the captive free. 
To take away transgression. 

And rule in equity. 

2 He comes with succor speedy 

To those who suffer wrong; 
To help the poor and needy, 

And bid the weak be strong; 
To give them songs for sighing. 

Their darkness turn to light. 
Whose souls, condemned and dying, 

Were precious in his sight. 



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3 He shall come down like showers 

Upon the fruitful earth, 
And love, joy, hope, like flowers, 

Spring in his path to birth ; 
Before him on the mountains 

Shall peace, the herald, go. 
And righteousness in fountains 

From hill to valley flow. 



4 For him shall prayer unceasing 

And daily vows ascend. 
His kingdom still increasing — 

A kingdom without end; 
The tide of time shall never 

His covenant remove ; 
His name shall stand for ever; 

That name to us is Love. 



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I When, Lord! to this our western land, 
Led by thy providential hand, 

Our wandering fathers came. 
Their ancient homes, their friends in youth, 
Sent forth the heralds of thy truth 

To keep them in thy name. 

Then through our solitary coast 

The desert features soon were lost; 

Thy temples then arose; 

Our shores, as culture made them fair, 

Were hallowed by thy rites, by prayer, 

And blossomed as the rose. 
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To regions solitary yet. 

Within our spreading land ; 
There brethren from our common home 
Still westward, like our fathers, roam. 

Still guided by thy hand. 

4 Saviour! we own this debt of love; 
Oh, shed thy Spirit from above. 

To move each Christian breast ; 

Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim, 

And temples rise to flx thy name. 

Through all our desert west. 

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648 



1 On the mountain's top appearing, 

Lo! the sacred herald stands, 
Welcome news to Zion bearing — 
Zion long in hostile lands; 

Mourning captive ! 
God himself will loose thy bands. 

2 Has thy night been long and mournful, 

All thy friends unfaithful proved? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
By thy sighs and tears unmoved? 

Cease thy mourning; 
Zion still is well beloved. 

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee. 

He himself appears thy friend ; 
All thy foes shall flee before thee. 
Here their boasts and triumphs end ; 

Great deliverance 
Zion's King will quickly send. 

4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee. 

All thy warfare now is past, 
God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee, 
I'eace and joy are come at last; 

All thy conflicts 
End in everlasting rest. 



649 



1 Zion stands with hills surrounded 
Zion, kept by power divine; 
All her foes shall be confounded. 
Though the world in arms combine; 

Ilnppy Zion, 
What a favored lot is tliinc ! 
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2 Every human tie may perish ; 

Friend to friend unfaithful prove; 

Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 

Heaven and earth at last remove; 

But no changes 
Can attend Jehovah's love. 

3 In the furnace God may prove thee. 

Thence to bring thee forth more bright, 
But can never cease to love thee; 
Thou art precious in his sight; 

God is with thee— 
God, thine everlasting light. 



650 



1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, 

Cheered by no celestial ray, 
Sun of righteousness! arising. 
Bring the bright, the glorious day; 

Send the gospel 
To the earth's remotest bounds. 

2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, 

Grant them. Lord! the glorious light, 
And from eastern coast to western 
May the morning chase the night: 

And redemption. 
Freely purchased, win the day. 

3 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel ! 

Win and conquer, never cease; 
May thy lasting, wide dominions 
Multiply and still increa?e; 

Sway thj' sceptre. 
Saviour! all the world arountl. 



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1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 

Zion, city of our God 
He whose word cannot be broken 

Formed thee for his own abode; 
On the Rock of Ages founded. 

What can shake thy sure repose? 
With salvation's walls surrounded. 

Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 

2 See, the streams of living waters, 

Springing from eternal love, 
Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
And all fear of want remove ; 



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Who can faint while such a river 
Ever flows their thirst to assuage — 

Grace which, like the Lord, the giver, 
Never fails from age to age ? 

Round each habitation hovering. 

See the cloud and fire appear. 
For a glory and a covering. 

Showing that the Lord is near; 
Thus deriving from their banner 

Light by night and shade by day, 
Safe they feed upon the manna 

Which he gives them when they pray. 

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To bless our earth again, 
Assume thine own almighty power, 
And o'er the nations reign. 

2 The world's desire and hope, 

Ail power to thee is given ; 
Now set the last great empire up, 
Eternal Lord of heaven ! 



3 A gracious Saviour, thou 

Wilt all thy creatures bless ; 
And every knee to thee shall bow, 
And every tongue confess. 

4 According to thy word, 

Now be thy grace revealed ; 
And with the knowledge of the Lord 
Let all the earth be filled. 

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1 Dear Saviour ! if these lambs should stray 

From thy secure enclosure's bound, 
And lured by worldly joys away 
Among the thoughtless crowd be found, 

2 Remember still that they are thine. 

That thy dear sacred name they bear ; 
Think that the seal of love divine. 
The sign of covenant grace, they wear. 

3 In all their erring, sinful years 

Oh, let them ne'er forgotten be; 
Remember all the prayers and tears 
"Which made them consecrate to thee. 

4 And when these lips no more can pray, 

These eyes can weep for them no more, 
Turn thou their feet from folly's way. 
The wand'rers to thy fold restore. 



654 



1 Come, Holy Ghost ! come from on high, 

Baptizer of our spirits, thou ! 
The sacramental seal apply, 
And witness with the water now. 

2 Exert thy energy divine, 

And sprinkle the atoning blood ; 
May Father, Son and Spirit join 
To seal this child a child of God. 

Gkkat Saviour! who didst condescend 
Young children in thy arms to embrace, 
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Still prove thyself the infant's friend, 
Baptize them with thy cleansing grace. 

2 Whilst in the slippery paths of youth. 

Be thou their Guardian and their Guide, 
That they, directed by thy truth. 
May never from thy precepts slide. 

3 To love thy word their hearts incline, 

To understand it light impart; 
O Saviour! consecrate thein thine. 
Take full possesion of their heart. 



656 



1 A LITTLE child the Saviour came, 
The mighty God was still his name. 
And angels worshiped as he lay. 
The seeming infant of a day. 

2 He who, a little child, began 
The life divine to show to man. 
Proclaims from heaven the message free. 
Let little children come to me. 

3 We bring them. Lord ! and with the sign 
Of sprinkled water name them thine; 
Their souls with saving grace endow. 
Baptize them with thy Spirit now. 

4 Oh, give thine angels charge, good Lord! 
Them safely in thy way to guard; 

Thy blessing on their lives command. 
And write their names upon thy hand. 



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ow sweet the breath beneath the hill 

Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 

) ! such the child whose early feet 
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'hose secret heart, with influence sweet, 
Is upward drawn to God. 

V cool Siloam's shady rill 

rhe lilj' must decay ; 

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Must shortly fade away. 

Qd soon, too soon, the wintry hour 
Of man's maturer age 
aj' shake the soul with sorrow's power 
A.nd stormy passion's rage. 

thou whose infant feet were found 
Within thy Father's shrine, 



"Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned. 
Were all alike divine ! 

6 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, 
We seek thy grace alone 
In childhood, manhood and in death 
To keep us still thine own. 



658 



1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 

With all-engaging charms: 
Hark, how he calls the tender lambs 
And folds them in his arms ! 

2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, 

" Xor scorn their humble name. 
For 't was to bless such souls as these 
The Lord of angels came.'' 

3 We bring them, Lord ! in thankful hands, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 



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1 Shepherd of tender youth, 
Guiding in love and truth 

Through devious ways, 
Christ, our triumphant King! 
We come thy name to sing, 
And here our children bring, 

To join thy praise. 

2 O wisdom-s great High Priest! 
Thou hast prepared the feast 

Of holy love; 

And in our mortal pain 

None calls on thee in vain ! 

Help thou dost not disdain. 

Help from above. 
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3 Ever be near our side, 

Our Shepherd and our Guide, 
Our stafT' and song! 

Jesus, thou Christ of God ! 

By thine enduring word 

Lead us where thou hast trod; 
Make our faith strong. 

4 So now, and till we die, 
Sound we thy praises high, 

And joyful sing; 
Let all the holy throng 
Who to thy church belong 
Unite and swell the song 

To Christ our King. 



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1 Heavenly Father ! may thy love 
Beam upon us from^ above ; 

Let this infant find a place 
In thy covenant of grace. 

2 Son of God ! be with us here, 
Listen to our humble prayer; 
Let thy blood on Calvary spilt 
Cleanse tliis child from nature's guilt. 



3 Holy Ghost! to thee we cry, 
Thou this infant sanctify; 
Thine almighty power display, 
Seal him {her) to redemption's day. 

4 Great Jehovah ! Father, Son, 
Holy Spirit, Three in One, 

Let the blessing come from Thee; 
Thine shall all the glory be. 



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I 1 Saviour! who thy flock art feeding 
With the shepherd's kindest care, 
All the feeble gently leading, 
While the lambs thy bosom share, 

' 2 Now, these little ones receiving. 
Fold them in th j' gracious arm ; 
There, we know, thy word believing, 
Only there secure from harm. 



3 Never, from thy pasture roving, 

Let them be the lion's prey; 
Let thy tenderness, so loving, 
Keep them all life's dang'rous 

4 Then, within thy fold eternal. 

Let them find a resting-place; 
Feed in pastures ever vernal, 
Drink the rivers of thy grace. 
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And calls them heirs of heaven. 

3 With flowing tears and thankful hearts 

We give them up to thee ; 
Receive them, Lord ! into thine arms ; 
Thine may they ever be. 

4 Thus to the parents and their seed 

Let thy salvation come, 
And numerous households meet at last 
In one eternal home. 



662 



1 Thop who a tender Parent art ! 

Regax'd a parent's plea ; 
Our offspring with an anxious heart 
We now commend to thee. 

2 Our children are our greatest care, 

A charge which thou hast given ; 
In all thy graces let them share. 
And all the joys of heaven. 

3 If a centurion could succeed 

Who for his servant cried. 
Wilt thou refuse to hear us plead 
For those so near allied? 

4 On us thou hast bestow'd thy grace. 

Be to our children kind; 
Among thy saints give them a place, 
And leave not one behind. 

5 Happy we then shall live below 

The remnant of our days, 
And when to brighter worlds we go 
Shall long resound thy pi'aise. 



663 



1 Behold, what condescending love 

Jesus on earth displays! 
To babes and sucklings he extends 
The riches of his grace. 

2 He still the ancient promise keeps 

To our forefathers given ; 
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1 How large the promise, how divine, 

To Abraham and his seed ! 
" I'll be a God to thee and thine, 
Supplying all their need." 

2 The words of his extensive love 

From age to age endure; 
The Angel of the covenant proves 
And seals the blessings sure. 

3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms 

To our great father given ; 
He takes young children in his arms, 
And calls them heirs of heaven. 

4 Our God ! how faithfal are his ways I 

His love endures the same ; 
Nor from the promise of his grace 
Blots out the children's name. 



BAPTISM. 



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1 O God of Abra'm ! hear 

The parents' humble cry: 
In covenant mercy now appear, 
While in the dust we lie. 

2 These children of our love 

In mercy thou hast given, 
That we through grace may faithful prove, 
In training them for heaven. 

3 Oh, grant thy Spirit, Lord ! 

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Our hopes on thee rely. 

4 Draw forth the melting tear. 

The penitential sigh ; 
Inspire their hearts with faith sincere. 
And fix their hopes on high. 

5 These children now are thine, 

We give them back to thee; 
Oh, lead them by thy grace divine 
Along the heavenly way. 

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And gird your armor on. 
Strong in the strength which God supplies 
Through his eternal Son— 

2 Strong in the Lord of hosts, 

And in his mighty power; 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
Is more than conqueror. 



3 Stand, then, in his great might. 

With all his strength endued; 
And take, to arm you for the fight, 
The panoply of God ; 

4 That, having all things done. 

And all your conflicts past. 
You may o'ercome through Christ alone, 
And stand complete at last. 

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667 



1 O THOU whose glory and whose grace 

Celestial hosts proclaim ! 
Look down from heaven, thy dwelling-place; 
Teach us to fear thy name. 

2 Within the volume of thy word. 

We. from our early youth, 
Learn of our Saviour and our Lord 
The Way, the Life, the Truth. 

GERMANIA. 



3 Thy word displays the concord sweet 

Of fear and holy love ; 
Mercy and truth together meet, 
Descending from above. 

4 O Lord ! thy glory and thy grace 

Whilst now our hearts proclaim, 
Come to our hearts, thy dwelling-place, 
And make us fear thy name. 

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1 Blessed Jesus ! here we stand, 

Met to do as thou hast spoken, 
And this child at thy command 

Now we bring to thee in token 
That to thee it here is given. 
For of such shall be thy heaven. 

2 Make it. Lord! thy member now; 

Shepherd ! take thy lamb and feed it; 
Prince of peace ! its peace be thou ; 
Way of life ! to heaven lead it ; 
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Vine! this branch may nothing sever; 
Be it graft in thee for ever. 



3 Now upon thy heart it lies. 

What our hearts so dearly treasure; 
Heavenward lead our burdened sighs. 

Pour thy blessing without measure; 
With the name we now have given 
Write it in the book of heaven. 



BAPTISM. 



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1 Shepherd of Israel ! from above 

Thy feeble flock behold, 
And let us never lose thy love, 
Nor wander from thy fold. 

2 Thou wilt not cast thy lambs away; 

Thy hand is ever near 
To guide them, lest they go astray, 
And keep them safe from fear. 

3 Thy tender care supports the weak, 

And will not let them fall ; 
Then teach us, Lord ! thy praise to speak 
And on thy name to call. 



4 We want thy help, for we are frail ; 

Thy light, for we are blind ; 
Let grace oer all our doubts prevail, 
To prove that thou art kind. 

5 Teach us the things we ought to know, 

And may we find them true, 
And still in stature as we grow 
Increase in wisdom too. 



6 Guide us through life; and when at last 
We enter into rest. 
Thy tender arms around us cast, 
And fold us to thy breast. 



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Cleanse us with thy blood divine: 
Ere the tide of sin grow strong, 
Save us, keep us, make us thine ! 

4 Saviour! give us faith, and pour 

Hope and love on every soul- 
Hope till time shall be no more. 
Love while endless ages roll. 
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1 God of mercy ! throned on high. 

Listen from thy lofty seat ; 
Hear, oh hear our feeble cry. 
Guide, oh guide our wandering feet! 

2 Young and erring travelers, we 

All our dangers do not know. 
Scarcely fear the stormy sea. 
Hardly feel the tempest blow. 



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1 Thou whom my soul admires above 
All earthly joy and earthly love, 
Tell me, dear Shepherd ! let me know, 
Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow ? 

2 Where is the shadow of that rock 
That from the sun defends thy flock ? 
Fain would I feed among thy sheep. 
Among them rest, among them sleep. 

3 Why should thy bride appear like one 
That turns aside to paths unknown? 
My constant feet would never rove. 
Would never seek another love. 

4 The footsteps of thy flock I see ; 
Thy sweetest pastures here they be; 

A wondrous feast thy love prepares, [tears. 
Bought with thy wounds and groans and 

5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, 
And bids me drink his richest blood; 
Here to these hills my soul will come 
Till my Beloved leads me home. 



672 



1 At thy command, our dearest Lord ! 

Here we attend thy dying feast; 
Thy blood. like wine, adorns thy board, 
And thine own flesh feeds every guest. 

2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love. 

And trusts for life in One that died.; 
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We hope for heavenly crowns above, 
From a Rede^ner crucified. 

3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, 

And fling their scandals on thy cause; 
We come to boast our Saviour's name, 
And make our triumphs in his cross. 

4 With joy we tell the scoffing age. 

He that was dead has left his tomb; 
He lives above their utmost rage. 
And we are waiting till he come. 



673 



1 My God! and is thy table spread, 

And doth thj^ cup with love o'erflow ? 
Thither be all thy children led, 
And lot them all its sweetness know. 

2 Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes, 

Rich banquet of his flesh and blood! 
Thrice happy he who here partakes 
That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 

3 Oh, let thy table honored bo, 

And furnished well with joyful guests; 
And may each soul salvation see 
That here its sacred pledges tastes. 

4 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom heaven and earth adore, 
From men and from the angel host 
Be praise and glory evermore. 



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Send down on all thj^ gifts to-day, 
he water from the riven rock, 
The manna gleaming on our way. 

ea, more, from out thy piercM side. 
Whence flowed the water and the blood, 
our on our souls the crimson tide. 
And wash us in that cleansing flood. 

till journeying on amid the waste, 
And fainting oft beneath the strife, 
ur longing spirits yearn to taste 
Thy heavenly food, O Bread of Life! 

nd when our broken cisterns fail, 
And leave us thirsting on the sod, 
/"hen all the powers of sin assail. 
We need thy strength, O Wine of God! 

orae to each waiting heart, O Christ! 
In all the fullness of thy love ; 
[ake now this blessed Eucharist 
The earnest of thy joys above. 



EEP in our hearts let us record 
he deeper sorrows of our Lord; 
ehold the rising billows roll 
o overwhelm his holy soul. 

et, gracious God ! thy power and love 
[ave made the curse a blessing prove; 
hose dreadful sufl"erings of thy Son 
-toned for sins that we have done. 



3 The pangs of our expiring Lord 
The honors of thy law restored ; 

His sorrows made thy justice known. 
And paid for follies not his own. 

4 Oh, for his sake, our guilt forgive. 
And let the mourning sinner live; 
The Lord will hear us in his name. 
Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 



676 



1 Jesus ! thou Joy of loving hearts ! 

Thou Fount of life! thou Light of men! 
From the best bliss that earth imparts 
We turn unfilled to thee again. 

2 Thy truth unchanged has ever stood; 

Thou savest those that on thee call; 
To them that seek thee thou art good, 
To them that find thee all in all. 

3 We taste thee, O thou living Bread! 

And long to feast upon thee still ; 
We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, 
And thirst our souls from thee to fill. 

4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee. 

Where'er our changeful lot is cast. 
Glad when thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest when our faith can hold thee fast. 

5 O Jesus ! ever with us stay ; 

Make all our moments calm and bright; 
Chase the dark night of sin away ; 
Shed o'er the world thy holy light. 
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1 Nature with open volume stands 

To spread her Maker's praise abroad, 
And every labor of his lionds 
Shows something worthy of a God. 

2 But in the grace that rescued man 

His brightest form of glorj' sliines ; 
Here, on tlie cross, 't is fairest drawn 
In precious blood and crimson lines. 

3 Here I behold his inmost heart, 

Where grace and vengeance sti'angely join. 



Piercing his Son with sharpest smart 
To make the purchased pleasures mine. 

4 Oh, the sweet wonders of that cross 

Where God, the Saviour, loved and died! 
Her noblest life my spirit draws 
From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 

5 I would for ever speak his name 

In sounds to mortal ears unknown. 

With angels join to praise the Lamb, 

And worship at his Father's throne. 



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Where our weak senses reach him not; 
And carnal objects court our eyes, 
To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 

2 IIo knows what wandering hearts we have, 

.\l)t to forget his lovely face, 
And to refresh our minds he gave 
Those kind memorials of his grace. 
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3 Let sinful sweets bo all forgot, 

And earth grow less in our esteem, 
Christ and his love fill every thought, 
And faith and hope bo fixed on him. 

4 While he is absent from our sight, 

'T is to prepare our souls a place. 
That we may dwell in heavenly light, 
And live for ever near his face. 



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1 Saviour divine ! we know thy name, 

And in that name we trust ; 
Thou art the Lord our Righteousness, 
Thou art thine Israel's boast. 

2 The sins of even the best spent day 

Might plunge us in despair; 
Yet all the crimes of numerous years 
Shall our great Surety bear. 

3 That spotless robe which he hath wrought 

Shall deck us all around; 
In his imputed righteousness 
No blemish shall be found. 

4 Pardon and peace and lively hope 

To sinners now are given. 
And weeping saints shall change ere long 
Their wilderness for heaven. 

5 With joy we taste that manna now 

Thy mercy scatters down ; 
We seal our humble vows to thee, 
And wait the promised crown. 



680 



1 Jesus ! with all thy saints above 

My tongue would bear her part. 
Would sound aloud thy saving love, 
And sing thy bleeding heart. 

2 Blessed be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, 

Who bought me with his blood. 
And quenched his Father's flaming sword 
In his own vital flood. 



3 All glory to the dying Lamb, 
And never-ceasing praise, 
While angels live to know his name 
Or saints to feel his grace. 



681 



1 According to thy gracious word. 

In meek humility. 
This will I do, my dying Lord ! 
I will remember thee. 

2 Thy body, broken for my sake. 

My bread from heaven shall be; 
Thy testamental cup I take. 
And thus remember thee. 

3 Gethsemane can I forget? 

Or there thy conflict see. 
Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember thee? 

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, 

And rest on Calvary, 
O Lamb of God, my sacrifice ! 
I must remember thee — 

5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, 

And all thy love to me; 
Yea, while a breath, a pulse, remains. 
Will I remember thee. 

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb. 

And mind and mem'rj' flee. 
When in thy kingdom thou shalt come, 
Jesus ! remember me. 

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1 How condescending and how kind 

Was God's eternal Son ! 
Our misery reached his heavenly mind, 
And pity brought him down. 

2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes 

To raise us to his throne ; 
There 's ne'er a gift his hand bestows 
But cost his heart a groan. 

3 This was compassion like a God, 

That when the Saviour knew 
The price of pardon was his blood. 
His pity ne'er withdrew. 

4 Now, though he reigns exalted high, 

His love is still as great; 

Well he remembers Calvary, 

Nor lets his saints forget. 

5 Here let our hearts begin to melt 

While we his death record, 
And with our joy for pardoned guilt 
Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 



683 



In memory of the Saviour's love 

We keep the sacred feast 

Wliere every humble, contrite heart 

Is made a welcome guest. 
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2 By faith we take the Bread of life 

With which our souls are fed, 
And cup in token of his blood 
That was for sinners shed. 

3 Under his banner thus we sing 

The wonders of his love. 

And thus anticipate by faith 

The heavenly feast above. 



684 



1 If human kindness meets return 

And owns the grateful tie, 
If tender thoughts within us burn 
To feel a friend is nigh, 

2 Oh, shall not warmer accents tell 

The gratitude we owe 
To him who died our fears to quell. 
Our more than orphan's woe? 

3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed 

Those pangs he would not flee. 
What love his latest words displayed ! 
•' Meet and remember me!" 

4 Remember thee, thy death, thy shame, 

Our sinful hearts to share! 
O mem'ry ! leave no other name 
But his recorded there. 



THE LORD'S SUPPER, 



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1 How sweet and awful is the place 

With Christ within the doors. 
While everlasting love displays 
The choicest of her stores ! 

2 While all our hearts* and all our songs 

Join to admire the feast, 
Elach of us cries, with thankful tongue, 
" Lord ! why was I a guest ? 

J " Why was I made to hear thy voice, 
And enter while there's room. 
When thousands make a wretched choice, 
And rather starve than come ?" 

t T was the same love that spread the feast 
That sweetly forced us in ; 
Ise we had still refused to taste. 
And perished in our sin. 

£» Pity the nations, O our God ! 
I Constrain the earth to come ; 
.« Send thy victorious word abroad, 
And bring the strangers home. 

We long to see thy churches full. 

That all the chosen race 
May, with one voice and heart and soul. 



Sing thy redeeming grace. 



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i ' The promise of my Father's love 
Shall stand for ever good; 
He said, and gave his soul to death 
And sealed the grace with blood. 
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2 To this dear covenant of thy word 

I set my worthless name; 
I seal th' engagement to my Lord, 
And make my humble claim. 

3 I call that legacy my own 

Which Jesus did bequeath ; 
'T was purchased with a dying groan, 
And ratified in death. 

4 The light and strength, the pard'ning grace, 

And glory, shall be mine ; 
My life and soul, my heart and flesh 
And all my powers are thine. 



687 



1 My God ! accept my heart this day, 

And make it alwaj's thine. 
That I from thee no more may stray. 
No more from thee decline. 

2 Before the cross of him who died, 

Behold, I prostrate fall ; 

Let every sin be crucified, 

Let Christ be all in all. 

3 May the dear blood once shed for me 

My blest atonement prove. 
That I from first to last may be 
The purchase of thy love. 

4 Let every thought and work and word 

To thee be ever given ; 
Then life shall be thy service, Lord ! 
And death the gate of heaven. 
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1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 

Which before the cross I spend. 
Life and health and peace possessing 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Here I '11 sit for ever viewing 

Mercy's streams in streams of blood; 
Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
Plead and claim my peace with God. 

3 Truly blessed is this station, 

Low before his cross to lie, 



While I see divine compassion 
Floating in his languid eye. 

4 Here it is I find my heaven. 

While upon the Lamb I gaze; 
Love I much ? I 'm much forgiven ; 
I 'm a miracle of grace. 

5 Love and grief my heart dividing, 

With my tears his feet I bathe; 
Constant still in faith abiding. 
Life deriving from his death. 



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689 



1 Lamb of God ! whose bleeding love 

We now recall to mind, 
Send the answer from above 

And let us mercy find ; 
Think on us who think on thee, 

And ev'ry burdened soul release ; 
Oh, remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace. 

2 By thine agonizing pain 

And bloody sweat we pray, 
By thy dying love to man. 
Take all our sins away ; 

MIRIAM. 



Burst our bonds and set us free, 
From all iniquity release; 

Oh, remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace. 

3 Let thy blood, by faith applied, 

The sinner's pardon seal; 
Own us freely justified, 

And all our sickness heal; 
By thy passion on the tree. 

Let all our griefs and troubles 
Oh, remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace. 



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1 O Bread to pilgrims given ! 

Richer than angels eat, 
O Manna sent from heaven ! 

For heaven-born natures meet, 
Give us, for thee long pining, 

To eat till richly filled; 
Till, earth's delights resigning. 

Our every wish is stilled. 

2 O Fountain life-bestowing 

From out the Saviour's heart ! 
A fountain purely flowing, 
A fount of love thou art ! 



Oh, let us, freely tasting, 
Our burning thirst assuage; 

Thy sweetness, never wasting, 
Avails from age to age. 

3 Jesus ! this feast receiving, 
"We thee unseen adore; 

Thy faithful word believing, 
We take and doubt no more; 

Give us, thou true and loving ! 
On earth to live in thee. 

Then, death the veil removing. 



Thy glorious face to see. 



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1 Now may he who from the dead 

Brought the Shephei'd of the sheep, 
Jesus Christ, our King and head, 
All our souls in safety keep. 

2 May he teach us to fulfill 

What is pleasing in his sight; 
Perfect us in all his will, 
And preserve us day and night. 

3 To that great Redeemer's praise, 

Who the covenant sealed with blood, 
Let our hearts and voices raise 
Loud thanksgivings to our God. 



692 



1 Jesus, Master ! hear me now. 
While I would renew my vow. 
And record thy dying love ; 
Hear, and help me from above. 

2 Feed me, Saviour ! with this bread. 
Broken in thy body's stead ; 
Cheer my spirit with this wine. 
Streaming like that blood of thine. 

3 And as now I eat and drink. 
Let me truly, sweetly think. 
Thou didst hang upon the tree. 
Broken, bleeding, there, for me. 



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To thy cross I look and live. 

3 Day by day, with strength supplied 
Through the life of him who died, 
Thou my life ! oh let me be 
Rooted, grafted, built, in thee. 



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1 Bread of heaven ! on thee I feed, 
For thy flesh is meat indeed ; 
Ever may my soul be fed 

With this true and living bread. 

2 Vine of heaven ! thy blood supplies 
This blest cup of sacrifice ; 

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1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing 
Praise to our victorious King, 
Who hath washed us in the tide 
Flowing from his pierced side ; 
Praise we him whose love divine 
Gives his sacred blood for wine, 
Gives his body for the feast, 
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 

2 "Where the paschal blood is poured, 
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword 
Israel's hosts triumphant go 
Through the wave that drowns the foe. 



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Praise we Christ, whose blood we shed, 
Paschal Victim, paschal Bread ; 
With sincerity and love 
Eat we manna from above. 

3 Mighty Victim from the sky ! 
Hell's fierce powers beneath thee lie; 
Thou hast conquered in the fight. 
Thou hast brought us life and light; 
Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Risen Lord! to thee we raise; 
Holy Father ! praise to thee 
With the Spirit ever be. 



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1 Bread of the world in mercy broken, 
Wine of the -soul in mei'cy shed. 
By whom the words of life were spoken, 
And in whose death our sins are dead ! 



2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken. 
Look on the tears by sinners shed. 
And be thy feast to us the token 
That by thy grace our souls are fed. 
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1 Not worthy, Lord ! to gather up the crumbs 

With trembling hand that from thy table fall, 
A weary, heavy-laden sinner comes 
To plead thy promise and obey thy call. 

2 I am not worthy to be thought thy child. 

Nor sit the last and lowest at thy board; 
Too long a wanderer and too oft beguiled, 
I only ask one reconciling word. 

3 One word from thee, my Lord ! one smile, one look. 

And I could face the cold, rough world again, 
And with that treasure in my heart could brook 
The wrath of devils and the scorn of men. 

4 And is not mercy thy prerogative- 

Free mercy, boundless, fathomless, divine? 
Me, Lord! the chief of sinners, me forgive, 
And thine the greater glory, only thine. 

5 I hear thy voice; thou bid'st me come and rest; 

I come, I kneel, 1 clasp thy pierced feet; 
Thou bid'st me take my place, a welcome guest. 
Among thy saints, and of thy banquet eat. 

6 My praise can only breathe itself in prayer, 

My prayer can only lose itself in thee; 
Dwell thou for ever in my heart, and there, 
Lord ! let me sup with thee; sup thou with me. 



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697 



1 Lord ! when before thy throne we meet 

Thy goodness to adore, 
From heaven, the eternal mercy-seat, 

On us thy blessing pour, 
And make our inmost souls to be 
A habitation meet for thee. 



2 Thy body for our ransom given. 

Thy blood in mercy shed, 
With this immortal food from heaven, 

Lord ! let our souls be fed ; 
And as we round thine altar kneel 
Help us thy quickening grace to feel. 



3 Be thou, O Holy Spirit ! nigh ; 

Accept the humble prayer. 
The contrite soul's repentant sigh, 

The sinner's heartfelt tear; 
And let our adoration rise 
As fragrant incense to the skies. 



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1 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; 

He calls, he bids you come ; 
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms; 
But see, there yet is room— 

2 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart ; 

There love and pity meet ; 
Nor will he bid the soul depart 
That trembles at his feet. 

3 In him the Father reconciled 

Invites your souls to come ; 

The rebel shall be called a child, 

And kindly welcomed home. 

BURLINGTON. 



4 Oh, come, and with his children taste 

The blessings of his love. 
While hope attends the sweet repast 
Of nobler joys above. 

5 There, with united heart and voice, 

Before the eternal throne, 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice 
In ecstasies unknown. 

6 And yet ten thousand thousand more 

Are welcome still to come; 
Ye longing souls, the grace adore, 
Approach, there yet is I'oom. 

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Light of light ! enlighten me, 
Now anew the day is dawning ; 

Sun of grace! the shadows flee, 
Brighten thou my Sabbath morning; 

With thy joyous sunshine blest, 

Happy is my day of rest. 

I Fount of all our joy and peace ! 

To thy living waters lead me; 
Thou from earth my soul release, 

And with grace and mercy feed me; 
Bless thy word that it may prove 
Rich in fruit that thou dost love. 

1 Kindle thou the sacrifice 
That upon my lips is lying; 
Clear the shadows from mine eyes, 

That, from every error flying, 
No strange fire within me glow 
That thine altar doth not know. 



4 Let me with my heart to-day, 

Holy, holy, holy, singing, 
Rapt a while from earth away, 

All my soul to thee upspringing, 
Have a foretaste only given 
How they worship thee in heaven. 

5 Rest in me and I in thee. 

Build a paradise within me; 
Oh, reveal thyself to me, 

Blessed Love ! who diedst to win me : 
Fed from thine exhaustlfess urn, 
Pure and bright my lamp shall burn. 

6 Hence all care, all vanity, 

For the day to God is holy ; 
Come, thou glorious Majesty ! 

Deign to fill this temple lowly; 

Naught to-day my soul shall move, 

Simply resting in thy love. 

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700 



1 My opening eyes with rapture see 

The dawn of thy returning day ; 

My thoughts, O God ! ascend to thee, 

While thus my early vows I pay. 

2 Oh, bid this trifling world retire, 

And drive each carnal thought away ; 
Nor let me feel one vain desire. 
One sinful thought, through all the day. 

3 Then, to thy courts when I repair, 

My soul shall rise on joyful wing. 
The wonders of thy love declare, 
And join the strains which angels sing. 

701 

1 Another six days' work is done, 
Another Sabbath is begun ; 
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 

2 Oh, that our thoughts and thanks may rise 
As grateful incense to the skies, 

And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
Which none but he that feels it knows. 

3 This heavenly calm within the breast 

Is the dear pledge of glorious rest 

Which for the church of God remains— 

The end of cares, the end of paius. 
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4 In holy duties let the day. 
In holy pleasures, pass away ; 
How sweet the Sabbath thus to spend 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 



702 



1 Another day has passed along, 

And we are nearer to the tomb — 
Nearer to join the heavenly song 
Or hear the last eternal doom. 

2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve. 

And soft the sunbeams lingering there; 
For these blest hours the world I leave. 
Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 

3 The time how lovely and how still ! 

Peace shines and smiles on all below, 

The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, 

All fair with evening's setting glow. 

4 Season of rest! the tranquil soul 

Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love, 
And while these sacred moments roll 
Fnilh sees a smiling heaven above. 

5 Nor will our days of toil be long, 

Our pilgrimage will soon be trod; 

And we shall join the ceaseless song, 

The endless Sabbath of our God. 



THE LORD'S DA Y. 



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1 Lord of the Sabbath ! hear our vows. 
On this thy day, in this thy house, 
And own as grateful sacrifice 

The songs which from the desert rise. 

2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord ! we love, 
But there 's a nobler rest above ; 

To that our laboring souls aspire 
With ardent pangs of strong desire. 

J No more fatigue, no more distress, 
Nor sin, nor hell, shall reach the place; 
No groans to mingle with the songs 
Which warble from immortal tongues ; 

I No rude alarms of raging foes. 
No cares to break the long repose ; 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

) O long-expected day, begin. 
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ; 
Fain would we leave this weary road. 
And sleep in death to rest with God. 



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Z!oME, dearest Lord ! and bless this day. 
Come, bear our thoughts from earth away ; 
Now let our noblest passions rise 
With ardor to their native skies. 



2 Come, Holy Spirit ! all divine. 
With rays of light upon us shine. 
And let our waiting souls be blessed 
On this sweet day of saci*ed rest. 

3 Then, when our Sabbaths here are o'er. 
And we arrive on Canaan's shore. 
With all the ransomed we shall spend 
A Sabbath which shall never end. 

705 

1 Great God! attend while Sion sings 
The joy that from thy presence springs; 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 God is our sun, he makes our day ; 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all th' assaults of hell and sin. 
From foes without and foes within. 

3 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory too; 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

4 O God our King! whose sovereign sway 

The glorious hosts of heaven obey. 

And devils at thy presence flee, 

Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 
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To shed its quickening beams, 
And yet how slow devotion burns ! 
How languid are its flames ! 

2 Accept our faint attempts to love, 

Our frailties. Lord ! forgive ; 
We would be like thy saints above. 
And praise thee while we live. 

3 Increase, O Lord ! our faith and hope. 

And fit us to ascend 
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 
The Sabbath ne'er shall end ; 

4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, 

With heavenly lustre shine, 
Before the throne of God appear, 
And feast on love divine; 

5 Where we in high seraphic strains 

Shall all our powers employ; 
Delighted range th' ethereal plains, • 
And take our fill of joy. 



707 



1 Spirit of truth ! on this thy day 

To thee for help we cry 
To guide us through the dreary way 
Of dark mortality. 

2 We ask not, I^ord ! the cloven flame 

Or tongues of various tone, 
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With fervor in our own. 

3 We mourn not that prophetic skill 

Is found on earth no more ; 

Enough for us to trace thy will 

In Scripture's sacred lore. 

4 When tongues shall cease and power decay, 

And knowledge empty prove. 
Do thou thy ti-embling servants stay 
With faith, with hope, with love. 

708 

1 When the worn spirit wants repose 

And sighs her God to seek. 
How sweet to hail the evening's close 
That ends the weary week ! 

2 How welcome is the early dawn 

That opens on the sight 
When first the soul-reviving morn 
Sheds forth new rays of light! 

3 Blest day ! thine hours too soon will cease, 

Yet, while they gently roll. 
Breathe, heavenly Spirit, Source of peace f 
A Sabbath o'er my soul. 

4 When will my pilgrimage be done. 

The world's long week be o'er. 
That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun, 
That day which fades no more? 



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1 This is the day the Lord hath made, 

He calls the hours his own ; 
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad. 
And praise surround the throne. 

2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 

And Satan's empire fell; 
To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 

To David's holy Son ; 
Help us, O Lord ! descend and bring 
Salvation from thy throne. 

4 Blest be the Lord who come to men 

With messages of grace, 
Who comes in God his Father's name 
To save our sinful race. 

5 Hosanna in the highest strains 

The church on earth can raise; 
The highest heavens in which he reigns 
Shall give him nobler praise. 



710 



1 Blest morning, whose young dawning rays 

Beheld our rising God, 
That saw him triumph o'er the dust, 
And leave his dark abode. 

2 In the cold prison of a tomb 

The great Redeemer lay 
Till the revolving skies had brought 
The third, th' appointed, day. 



3 Hell and the grave unite their force 

To hold our God in vain ; 
The sleeping Conqueror arose. 
And burst their feeble chain. 

4 To thy great name, almighty Lord! 

These sacred hours we pay. 
And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
The triumph of the day. 

5 Salvation and immortal praise 

To our victorious King; 
Let heaven and earth and rocks and 
With glad hosannas ring. 



711 



1 With joy we hail the sacred day 

Which God hath called his own; 
With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at his throne. 

2 Thy chosen temple, Lord! how fair! 

Where willing vot'ries throng 
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer 
And pour the choral song. 

3 Spirit of grace ! oh, deign to dwell 

Within thy church below ; 

Make her in holiness excel, 

With pure devotion glow. 

4 Let peace within her walls be found; 

Let all her sons unite 
To spread with grateful zeal around 
Her clear and shining light. 

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1 To-day the Saviour rose, 

Our Jesus left the dead ; 
He conquered our malignant foes, 
And Satan captive led. 

2 He left his glorious throne, 

To make our peace with God ; 

Blessings for ever on his name, 

He bought us with his blood. 

3 For us his life he paid, 

For us the law fullilled ; 
On him our load of guilt was laid; 
We by his stripes are healed. 

4 Ye saints, adore his name 

Who hath such mercy shown; 
Ye sinners, love the bleeding Lamb, 
And make his praises known. 



713 



1 Welcome, sweet day of rest 

That saw the Lord arise ; 
Welcome to this reviving breast 
And these rejoicing eyes. 

2 The King himself comes near, 

And feasts his saints to-day; 
Here we may sit, and see him here, 
And love and praise and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place 

Where my dear God hath been. 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 
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4 My willing soul would stay 
In such a frame as this. 
And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 



714 



1 How charming is the place 

Where my Redeemer God 
Unveils the beauties of his face, 
And sheds his love abroad ! 

2 Not the fair palaces 

To which the great resort 
Are once to be compared with this, 
Where Jesus holds his court. 

3 Here, on the mercy-seat. 

With radiant glory crowned, 
Our joyful eyes behold him sit 
And smile on all around. 

4 To him their prayers and cries 

Each humble soul presents; 
He listens to their broken sighs. 
And grants them all their wanta 

5 To them his sovereign will 

He trraciously imparts. 
And in return accepts, with smiles, 
The tribute of their hearts. 

6 Give me, O Lord ! a place 

Within thy blest abode. 
Among the children of thy grace, 
The servants of my God. 



THE LORD'S DA Y. 



CARLISLE. 



S. M. 




1 The day of praise is don«; 

The evening shadows fall; 
Yet pass not from us with the sun, 
True Light that lightenest all ! 

2 Around thy throne on high, 

Where night can never be. 
The white-robed harpers of the sky 
Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. 

3 Too faint our anthems here; 

Too soon of praise we tire ; 



But oh, the strains how full and clear 
Of that eternal choir ! 

4 Yet, Lord ! to thy dear will 

If thou attune the heart, 
"We in thine angels' music still 
May bear our lower part. 

5 Shine thou within us, then, 

A day that knows no end, 
Till songs of angels and of men 
In perfect praise shall blend. 



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716 

1 Again the day returns of holy rest [blest. 
Which, when he made the world, Jehovah 
When, like his ov.n. he bade our labors cease, 

. And all be piety and all be peace. 

2 Let us devote this consecrated day 

To learn his will, and all we learn obey ; 



So shall he hear when fervently we raise 
Our supplications and our songs of praise. 
Father in heaven ! in whom our hopes confide. 
Whose power defends us and whose precepts 

guide. 
In life our guardian and in death our friend. 
Glory supreme be thine till time shall end. 
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1 Aliii hail the glorious morn 

That saw our Saviour rise, 
With victory bright adorned, 

And triumph in his eyes; 
Ye saints, extol your risen Lord, 
And sing his praise with sweet accord. 

2 The Conqueror ascends 

In triumph to the skies; 



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Celestial hosts attend 

To crown his victories; 
Hark ! they proclaim his glorious name, 
And heaven resounds Immanuel's fame. 

3 Now to the throne above 

Let every saint draw near; 
There dwells incarnate love; 

Grace sits triumphant there; 
See mercy smile, e'en on that throne 
"Where once did wrath and justice frown 

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1 Welcome, delightful morn. 

Thou day of sacred rest. 
We hail thy kind return, 

Lord ! make these moments blessed; 
From the low train of mortal toys 
We soar to reach immortal joys. 



2 Now may the King descend 
And fill his throne of grace; 
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Thy sceptre. Lord ! extend, 

While saints address thy face; 
Let sinners feel thy quickening word, 
And learn to know and fear the Lord. 

3 Descend, celestial Dove! 

With all thy quickening powers, 
Disclose a Saviour's love, 

And bless these sacred hours; 
Then shall our souls new life obtain, 
Nor Sabbaths be bestowed in vain. 



THE LORD'S DAY, 



BEMERTON. 



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1 Again our earthly cares we leave, 

And in thy courts appear ; 
Again with joyful feet we come 
To meet our Saviour here. 

2 Within these walls let holy peace 

And love and concord dwell ; 
Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
The wounded spirit heal. 

3 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 

The humble mind, bestow. 



MARLOW. 



And shine upon us from on high 
To make our graces grow. 

4 May we in faith receive thy word, 

In faith present our prayers. 
And in the presence of our Lord 
Unbosom all our cares. 

5 Show us some token of thy love 

Our fainting hope to raise. 
And pour thy blessing from above, 
That we may render praise. 

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1 Again the Lord of life and light 

Awakes the kindling ray, 
Unseals the eyelids of the morn. 
And pours increasing day. 

2 Oh what a night was that which wrapt 

A guilty world in gloom ! 
Oh what a sun which broke this day 
Triumphant from the tomb! 
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3 This day be grateful homage paid. 

And loud hosannas sung ; 
Let gladness dwell in every heart. 
And praise on every tongue. 

4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join 

To hail this welcome morn. 
Which scatters blessings from its wings 
On nations yet unborn. 

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1 O DAY of rest ana gladness, 

O (lay of joy and light, 
O balm of care and sadness. 

Most beautiful, most bright! 
On thee the high and lowly 

Before the eternal throne 
Sing, Holy. Holy, Holy, 

To God the three in one. 

2 On thee at the creation 

The light first had its birth ; 
On thee for our salvation 

Clirist rose from depths of earth; 
On thee our Lord victorious 

The S))irit sent from heaven ; 
And thus on thee most glorious 

A triple light was given. 

8 Thou art a cooling fountain 

In life's dry dreary sand; 

From (lico. like Pisgah's mountain. 

We view our promised land ; 
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A day of sweet refection, 

A day of holy love, 
A day of resurrection 

From earth to things above, 

4 To-day on weary nations 

The heavenly manna falls; 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls: 
Where gospel-light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 

5 New graces ever gaining 

From this our day of rest, 
We reach the rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest; 
To Holy Ghost be praises. 

To F'ather and to Son ; 
The church her voice upraises 

To thee, blest three in one! 



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God the Father's name we praise; 
Who, creation's Fount and Spring, 
Did tlie world from darlcness bring. 

2 On this daj' th' eternal Son 
Over death his triumph won ; 
On this day the Spirit came 
With his gifts of living flame. 

3 Oh, that fervent love to-day 
May in every heart have sway, 
Teaching us to praise aright 
God, the Source of life and light. 

4 Father I who didst fashion me 
linage of thyself to be. 

Fill me with thy love divine. 
Let my every thought be thine. 

5 Holy Jesus I may I be 

Dead and buried here with thee ; 
And, by love inflamed, arise 
Unto thee a sacrifice. 

6 Thou who dost all gifts impart. 
Shine, sweet Spirit ! in my heart; 



Best of gifts, thyself, bestow; 
Make me burn thy love to know. 



723 



1 Ere another Sabbath's close, 
Ere again we seek repose. 
Lord ! our songs ascend to thee 
At thy feet we bow the knee. 

2 For the mercies of this day. 
For this rest upon our way. 
Thanks to thee alone be given. 
Lord of earth and King of heaven ! 

3 Cold our services have been. 
Mingled every prayer with sin. 
But thou canst and wilt forgive; 
By thy grace alone we live. 

4 Whilst this thorny path we tread. 
May thy love our footsteps lead ; 
When our journey here is past, 
May we rest with thee at last I 

5 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove 
Foretastes of our joys above. 
While their steps thy pilgrims bend 
To the rest which knows no end. 

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1 Rejoice, rejoice, believers, 

And let your lights appear; 
The evening is advancing. 

And darker night is near ; 
The Bridegroom is arising, 

And soon he will draw nigh ; 
Up! pray and watch and wrestle; 

At niidniglit comes the cry. 

2 The watchers on the mountain 

Proclaim the Bridegroom near; 
Go meet him as he cometh 

With hallelujahs clear; 
The marriage feast is waiting. 

The gates wide open stand ; 
Up, up! ye heirs of glory. 

The Bridegroom is at hand. 



3 Ye saints, who here in patience 

Your cross and sufferings bore, 
Shall live and reign for ever, 

When sorrow is no more ; 
Around the throne of glory 

The Lamb ye shall behold, 
In triumph cast before him 

Your diadems of gold. 

4 Our Hope and Expectation, 

O Jesus ! laow appear; 
Arise, thou Sun so longed for! 

O'er this benighted sphere; 
With hearts and hands uplifted. 

We plead, O Lord ! to see 
The day of earth's redemption. 

That brings us unto thee. 



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1 Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, 

Once for favored sinners slain ; 
Thousand thousand saints attending 
Swell the triumph of his train ; 

Hallelujah! 
Jesus comes, he comes to reign. 

2 Every eye shall now behold him 

Robed in dreadful majesty; 
Those who set at naught and sold him. 
Pierced and nailed him to the tree. 

Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see. 

3 Every island, sea and mountain, 

Heaven and earth, shall flee away; 
All who hate him must, confounded, 

AM BOY. 

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Hear the trump proclaim the day; 

Come to judgment ! 
Come to judgment! come away! 

4 Answer thine own Bride and Spirit; 

Hasten, Lord ! and quickly come ; 
The new heaven and earth to inherit 
Take thy pining exiles home ; 

All creation 
Travails, groans and bids thee come. 

5 Yea, amen! let all adore thee, 

High on thine eternal throne ; 
Saviour ! take the power and glory. 
Claim the kingdom for thine own ; 

Oh, come quickly ! 
Hallelujah! come, Lord! come. 



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Let it echo o'er the sea ; 

Now is come the promised hour; 
Jesus reigns with glorious power. 

2 All ye nations, join and sing. 

Praise your Saviour, praise your King ; 
Let it sound from shore to shore, 
"Jesus reigns for evermore." 



3 Hark ! the desert lands rejoice, 
And the islands join their voice ; 
Joy ! the whole creation sings, 
"Jesus is the King of kings!" 

4 Praise the name of God most high, 
Praise him, all below the sky. 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

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727 



1 The church has waited long 

Her absent Lord to see, 
And still in loneliness she waits, 
A friendless stranger she. 

2 Age after age has gone. 

Sun after sun has set. 
And still in weeds of widowhood 
She weeps a mourner j'et. 

3 Saint after saint on earth 

Has lived and loved and died. 
And as they left us one by one 
We laid them side by side— 

4 We laid them down to sleep, 

But not in hope forlorn ; 
We laid them but to ripen there 
Till the last glorious morn. 

5 The whole creation groans, 

And waits to hear that voice 

That shall restore her comeliness, 

And make her wastes rejoice. 

C Come, Lord ! and wipe away 
The curse, the sin, the stain. 
And make this blighted world of ours 
Thine own fair world again. 



728 



1 Come, Lord! and tarry not; 

Bring the long lookcd-for day; 
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Oh, why these years of waiting here, 
These ages of delay? 

2 Come, for thj' saints still wait; 

Daily ascends their sigh ; 
The Spii'it and the Bride say, Come! 
Dost thou not hear the cry? 

3 Come, for the good are few, 

They lift the voice in vain; 
Faith waxes fainter on the earth, 
And love is on the wane. 

4 Come, for love waxes cold, 

Its steps are faint and slow; 
Faith now is lost in unbelief; 
Hope's lamp burns dim and low. 

5 Come, and make all things new, 

Build up this ruined earth. 
Restore our faded paradise, 
Creation's second birth. 

6 Come, for creation groans, 

Impatient of thy stay. 
Worn out with these long years of ill. 
These ages of delay. 

7 Come, and begin thy reign 

Of everlasting peace; 
Come, take the kingdom to thyself, 
Great King of righteousness ! 



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Hark! the song of jubilee. 

Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
3r the fullness of the sea 

"SVhen it breaks upon the shore; 
Hallelujah ! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign : 
Hallelujah! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 

Hallelujah! hark! the sound 

From the centre to the skies 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies. 
■>ee Jehovah's banner furled. 

Sheathed his sword, he speaks— 'tis done: 
A.nd the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of his Son. 

'He shall reign from pole to pole 

With illimitable sway; 
He shall reign when, like a scroll, 

Yonder heavens have passed away ; 



Then the end: beneath his rod, 
Man's last enemy shall fall ; 

Hallelujah! Christ in God, 
God in Christ, is all in all." 



730 



1 See the ransom'd millions stand. 
Palms of conquest in their hand ; 
This before the throne their strain, 

" Hell is vanquished ; death is slain ; 
Blessing, honor, glory, might. 
Are the Conqueror's native right; 
Thrones and powers before him fall, 
Lamb of God and Lord of all !" 

2 Hasten, Lord ! the promised hour; 
Come in glory and in power; 

Still thy foes are unsubdued; 
Nature sighs to be renew'd ; 
Time has nearly reach'd its sum ; 
All things with thy bride say "Come"! 
Jesus! whom all worlds adore. 
Come, and reign for evermore L 
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1 O God! thy grace and blessing give 

To us who on thy name attend, 

That we this mortal life may live 

Regardful of our journey's end. 

2 Teach us to know that Jesus died 

And rose again our souls to save ; 
Teach us to take him as our guide, 
Our help from childhood to the grave. 

3 Then shall not death with terror come, 

But welcome as a bidden guest. 
The herald of a better home. 
The messenger of peace and rest. 



732 



1 Why should we start and fear to die? 

What timorous worms we mortals are! 
Death is the gate of endless joy. 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans and dying strife 

Fright our approaching souls away ; 
Still we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 Oh, if my Lord would come and meet. 

My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 

Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
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While on his breast I lean my head. 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 



733 



1 The hour of my departure 's come ; 
I hear the voice that calls me home; 
At last, O Lord ! let trouble cease, 
And let thy servant die in peace. 

2 The race appointed I have run. 
The combat's o'er, the prize is won; 
And now my witness is on high, 
And now my record 's in the sky. 

3 Not in mine innocence I trust; 
I bow before thee in the dust; 

And through my Saviour's blood alone 
I look for merc3' at thy throne. 

4 I leave the world without a tear, 
Save for the friends I held so dear; 
To heal their sorrows. Lord ! descend, 
And to the friendless prove a Friend. 

5 I come, I come, at thy command; 
I give my spirit to thy hand ; 
Stretch forth thine everlasting arms, 
And shield me in the last alarms. 

6 The hour of my departure 's come ; 

I hear the voice that calls me home; 
Now, O my God ! let trouble cease; 
Now let thy servant die in peace. 



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1 So fades the lovely, blooming flower, 
Frail smiling solace of an hour; 

So soon our transient comforts fly, 
And pleasure only blooms to die. 

2 Is there no kind, no lenient art 
To heal the anguish of the heart? 
Spirit of grace ! be ever nigh. 
Thy comforts are not made to die. 

3 Then gentle patience smiles on pain, 
And dying hope revives again ; 
Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye 
And faith points upward to the sky. 



735 



1 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to weep; 
A calm and undisturbed repose. 
Unbroken by the last of foes. 

2 Asleep in Jesus ! oh how sweet 
To be for such a slumber meet ! 
With holy confidence to sing 

That death has lost his venom'd sting! 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest. 
Whose waking is supremely blest; 
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 



4 Asleep in Jesus ! oh, for me 
May such a blissful refuge be ; 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 
Waiting the summons from on high. 

736 

1 How blest the righteous when he dies, 

When sinks a weary soul to rest ! 
How mildly beam the closing eyes ! 
How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 

2 So fades a summer cloud away ; 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; 
So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 A holy quiet reigns around, 

A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
And naught disturbs that peace profound 
Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 

4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears. 

Where lights and shades alternate dwell 
How bright th' unchanging morn appears ! 
Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 

5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay. 

Light from its load the spirit flies; 

While heaven and earth combine to say, 

"How blest the righteous when he dies!' 
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1 Unveil, thy bosom, faithful tomb. 

Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
And give these sacred relics room 
To seek a slumber in the dust. 

2 Nor pain nor grief nor anxious fear 

Invades thy bounds; no mortal woes 
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here. 
While angels watch his soft repose. 



BYZANTIUM. 



3 So Jesus slept; God's dying Son [bed; 

Passed through tlie grave, and blessed the 
Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
The morning break and pierce the shade. 

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 

Attend, O earth! his sovereign word; 
Restore thy trust a glorious form, 
Called to ascend to meet the Lord. 



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1 My God ! to thee I now commend 

Mj' soul, for thou, O I^ord ! 
Dost live and love me without end, 
And wilt perform thy word. 

2 To whom else should I make my plea 

That heavenly life be mine? 
All souls, niy God ! belong to thee; 
My soul is also thine. 

3 Thou gavest my spirit at my birth, 

Take back what thou hast given ; 
And with the I>ord I served on earth 
Grant me to live in licaven. 
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4 My soul is sprinkled with the blood 

Thy Son hath shed for us. 
And in thy sight is pure and good, 
Adorned and radiant thus. 

5 Thou my deliverer wast of yore, 

From sin thou madest me free; 
Now, faithful God! do thou once more 
In death deliver me. 

6 Thou livest and lovest without end, 

And dost perform thy word : 
My parting soul I now commend 
To thee, my God and Lord! 



DEATH. 



BARBY. 




1 Oh, for a faith that will not shrink 

Though pressed by every foe, 
That will not tremble on the brink 
Of any earthly woe ; 

2 That will not murmur nor complain 

Beneath the chastening rod. 
But in the hour of grief or pain 
Will lean upon its God— 

8 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
When tempests rage without. 
That when in danger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt; 

4 A faith that keeps the narrow way 

Till life's last hour is fled. 
And with a pure and heavenly ray 
Lights up a dying bed. 

5 Lord ! give us such a faith as this. 

And then, whate'er may come, 
We'll taste e"en here the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 



3 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, 
Where deathless pleasures reign, 
And bids me seek my portion there, 
Nor bids me seek in vain ; 

i Shows me the precious promise, sealed 
With the Redeemer's blood. 
And helps my feeble hope to rest 
Upon a faithful God. 

5 There, there unshaken would I rest 
Till this vile body dies, 
And then, on faith's triumphant wings, 
At once to glory rise. 



741 



740 



1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, 

And saves me from its snares. 
Its aid in every dutj- brings, 
And softens all my cares. 

2 The wounded conscience knows its power 

The healing balm to give; 
That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
And make the dying live. 



1 Oh, for an overcoming faith 

To cheer my dying hours. 
To triumph oer the monster Death, 
And all his frightful powers. 

2 Joyful with all the strength I have 

My quiv'ring lips should sing, 
" Where is thy boasted vict'ry, grave, 
And where the monster's sting?" 

3 If sin be pardoned, I 'm secure, 

Death has no sting beside; 
The law gives sin its damning power, 
But Christ, my Ransom, died. 

4 Now to the God of victory 

Immortal thanks be paid. 
Who makes us conqu'rors while we die 
Through Christ our living Head. 
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CHINA. 



C. M. 




742 



1 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims 

For all the pious dead : 
" Sweet is the savor of their names, 
And soft their sleeping-bed. 

2 "They die in Jesus, and are blessed — 

How kind their slumbers are, 
From sufiferings and from sins released, 
And freed from every snare. 

3 " Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They're present with the Lord; 
The labors of their mortal life 
End in a large reward." 



743 



1 Teach me the measure of my days, 

Thou Maker of my frame ! 
I would survey life's narrow space, 
And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast, 

An inch or two of time ; 
Man is but vanity and dust 
In all his flower and prime. 

3 See the vain race of mortals move 

Like shadows o'er the plain, 
They rage and strive, desire and love, 
But all their noise is vain. 

4 What should I wish or wait for, then, 

From creatures, earth and dust? 
They make our expectations vain. 
And disappoint our trust. 
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•5 Now I forbid my carnal hope. 
My fond desires recall ; 
I give my mortal interest up, 
- And make my God my all. 



744 



1 Why do we mourn departing friends 

Or shake at death's alarms? 
'T is but the voice that Jesus sends 
To call them to his ai'ms. 

2 Are we not tending upward too 

As fast as time can move? 
Nor should we wish the hours more slow 
To keep us from our love. 

3 Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb? 
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, 
And left a long perfume. 

4 The graves of all the saints he blessed. 

And softened every bed ; 
Where should the dying members rest 
But with their dying Head? 

5 Thence he arose, ascended high. 

And showed our feet the way ; 
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly 
At the great rising day. 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 

And bid our kindred rise; 
Awake, ye nations under ground; 
Ye saints, ascend the skies. 



DEATH. 



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1 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, 
|| Amid the deepening gloom, 

J We, soldiers of an injured King, 
Are marching to tlie tomb. 

2 There, when the turmoil is no more, 

!i And all our powers decay, 
; Our cold remains in solitude 
Shall sleep the years away. 

J Our labors done, securely laid 
In this our last retreat. 
Unheeded o'er our silent dust 
The storms of life shall beat. 

I Yet not thus buried or extinct 
The vital spark shall lie ; 
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise 
To seek its kindred sky. 

5 These ashes too, this little dust. 

Our Father's care shall keep. 
Till the last angel rise and break 
The long and dreary sleep. 

6 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye 

Shall shed its mildest rays. 
And the long-silent voice awake 
I With shouts of endless praise. 



1 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope. 

That when my change shall come 
Angels will hover round mj' bed, 
And waft my spirit home. 

2 There shall my disimprisoned soul 

Behold him, and adore ; 
Be with his likeness satisfied, 
And grieve and sin no more; 

3 Shall see him wear that very flesh 

On which my guilt was lain. 
His love intense, his merit fresh, 
As though but newly slain. 

4 Soon too my slumbering dust shall hear 

The -trumpet's quickening sound ; 
And by my Saviour's power rebuilt. 
At his right hand be found. 

5 These eyes shall see him in that day, 

The Lord that died for me. 
And I with all his saints shall say, 
Lord! who is like to thee? 

6 If such the views which grace unfolds, 

Weak as it is below. 

What raptures must the church above 

In Jesus' presence know ! 

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1 When thou, my righteous Judge ! shalt come 
To take thy ransomed people home, 

Shall I among them stand? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at thy right hand? 

2 I love to meet among them now, 
Before thy gracious feet to bow. 

Though vilest of them all ; 
But can I bear the piercing thought, 
What if my name should be left out 

When thou for them shalt call? 

ANVERN. 



3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace. 

Be thou, dear Lord ! my hiding-place, 

In this the accepted day; 
Thy pardoning voice, oh, let me hear, 
To still mj' unbelieving fear, 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 

4 Among thy saints let me be found 
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound. 

To see thy smiling face ; 
Then loudest of the throng I 'II sing. 
While heaven's resounding mansions ring 

With shouts of sovereign grace. 

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748 

1 Death is no more among our foes 
Since Christ, the mighty Conqueror, rose; 
Both power and sting the Saviour broke; 
He died, and gave the finished stroke. 

2 Soon shall the earth's remotest bound 
Feel the archangel's trumpet sound ; 
Then shall the grave's dark cavern shake, 
And joyful all the saints shall wake. 

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3 Bodies and souls shall then unite. 
Arrayed in glorj-. strong and bri-^ht. 
And all his saints will Jesus bring 
His face to see, his love to sing. 

4 Oh, may I live with Jesus nigh, 
And sleep in Jesus when I die; 
Then, joyful, when fuom death I wake, 
I shall eternal bliss partake. 



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1 That day of wrath, that dreadful day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away, 
"What power shall be the sinners stay ? 
How shall he meet that dreadful day, 

2 When, shriveling like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll, 



I And louder yet, and yet more dread, 

Swells the high trump that wakes the dead? 

3 Oh. on that day, that wrathful day 
When man to judgment wakes from clay. 
Be thou, O Christ ! the sinner's stay. 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away. 



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1 He reigns, the Lord, the Raviour, reigns, 
Praise him in evangelic strains; 

Let the whole earth in sonars rejoice. 
And distant islands join their voice. 

2 Deep are his counsels and unknown. 
But grace and truth support his throne; 
Though gloomy clouds his ways surround. 
Justice is their eternal ground. 



I 3 In robes of judgment, lo! he comes, 

Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs : 
Before him burns devouring fire, 
The mountains melt, the seas retire. 

4 His enemies, with sore dismaj', 
Fly from the sight and shun the day; 
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, 
And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 
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1 God of the living ! in whose eyes 
Unveiled the whole creation lies, 
All souls are thine; we must not say 
That those are dead who pass away; 
From this our world of flesh set free, 
We know them living unto thee. 

2 Released from earthly toil and strife, 
With thee is hidden still their life; 

Thine are their thoughts, their works, their 
All thine, and yet most truly ours; [powers. 
For well we know, where'er they be. 
Our dead arc living unto thee. 

8 Not spilt like water on the ground. 

Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound. 

Not wandering in unknown despair 

Beyond thy voice, thine arm, thy care, 
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Not left to lie like fallen tree. 
Not dead, but living unto thee. 



4 Thy word is true, thy will is just; 
To thee we leave them. Lord ! in trust, 
And bless thee for the love which gave 
Thy Son to fill a human grave. 
That none might fear that world to see 
Where all are living unto thee. 



5 O Breather into man of breath ! 
O Holder of the keys of death ! 
O Giver of the life within! 
Save us from death, the death of sin, 
That body, soul and spirit be 
For ever living unto thee. 



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1 "Soon and for ever"— such promise our trust, 
Though ashes to ashes and dust unto dust — 
"Soon and for ever" our union shall be 
Made perfect, our glorious Redeemer! in thee; 
When the sins and the sorrows of time shall be o'er, 
Its pangs and its partings remembered no more; 
Where life cannot fail and where death cannot sever. 
Christians with Christ shall be " soon and for ever." 

2 " Soon and for ever " the breaking of day 
Shall drive all the night clouds of sorrow away; 
" Soon and for ever " we '11 see as we 're seen. 

And learn the deep meaning of things that have been : 

When fightings without us and fears from within 

Shall weary no more in the warfare of sin, 

Where fears and where tears, and where death shall be never. 

Christians with Christ shall be "soon and for ever." 

3 'Soon and for ever" the work shall be done, 
The warfare accomplished, the victory won; 
" Soon and for ever " the soldier lays down 
His sword for a harp and his cross for a crown ; 
Then droop not in sorrow, despond not in fear, 
A glorious to-morrow is brightening and near; 
When— blessed reward of each faithful endeavor- 
Christians with Christ shall be " soon and for ever." 



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GREENWOOD. 



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753 



1 And must this body die. 

This mortal frame decay? 
And must tliese active limbs of mine 
Lie mould'ring in the clay? 

2 God my Redeemer lives, 

And often from the skies 
Looks down and watches all my dust, 
Till he shall bid it rise. 

3 Arrayed in glorious grace 

Shall these vile bodies shine. 
And every shape and every face 
Look heav'nly and divine. 

4 These lively hopes we owe 

To Jesus' dying love; 
We would adore his grace below, 
And sing his power above. 



754 



1 Oh for tlie death of those 

Who slumber in the Lord ; 
Oh be like theirs my last repose, 
Like theirs my last reward ! 

2 Their bodies in the ground 

In silent hope may lie 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound 
Shall call them to the sky. 

8 Their ransomed spirits soar. 
On wings of faith and love, 
To meet the Saviour they adore. 
And reign with him above. 
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4 With us their names shall live 

Through long succeeding yeai's, 
Embalmed with all our hearts can give, 
Our praises and our tears. 

5 Oh for the death of those 

Who slumber in the Lord ; 
Oh be like theirs my last repose, 
Like theirs my last reward! 



755 



1 It is not death to die. 

To leave this weary road. 
And midst the brotherhood on high 
To be at home with God. 

2 It is not death to close 

The eye long dimmed by tears, 
And waice in glorious repose 
To spend eternal years. 

3 It is not death to bear 

The wrench that sets us free 
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air 
Of boundless liberty. 

4 It is not death to fling 

Aside this sinful dust. 
And rise on strong exulting wing 
To live among the just. 

5 Jesus, thou Prince of life < 

Thy chosen cannot die ; 
Like thee, they conquer in the strife, 
To reign with thee on high. 



DEA TH. 



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1 A FEW more years shall roll, 

A few more seasons come, 
And we shall be with those that rest 
Asleep within the tomb. 

2 A few more struggles here, 

A few more partings o'er, 
A few more toils, a few more tears, 
And we shall weep no more. 

3 A few more storms shall beat 

On this wild rocky shore. 
And we shall be where tempests cease, 
And surges swell no more. 



4 A few more Sabbaths here 

Shall cheer us on our way, 
And we shall reach the endless rest, 
Th' eternal Sabbath day. 

5 'T is but a little while, 

And he shall come again 
Who died that we might live, who lives 
That we with him may reign. 

G Then, O my Lord! prepare 
My soul for that glad day ; 
Oh, wash me in thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away. 



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1 As o'er the past my mem.ory strays, 

Why heaves the secret sigh ? 
'Tis that I mourn departed days. 
Still unprepared to die. 

2 The world and worldly things beloved 

My anxious thoughts employed, 
And time, unhallowed, unimproved, 
Presents a fearful void. 



3 Yet, Holy Father ! wild despair 

Chase from my laboring breast ; 
Thy grace it is which prompts the prayer 
That grace can do the rest. 

4 My life's brief remnant all be thine; 

And when thy sure decree 
Bids me this fleeting breath resign, 
Oh, speed my soul to thee. 

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1 " For ever with the Lord !" 

Amen ! so let it be ; 
Life from the dead is in that word, 
'Tis immortality. 

2 Here, in the body pent, 

Absent from him I roam ; 
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A day's march nearer home. 

3 " For ever with the Lord !"' 

Father! if 'tis thy will, 



• The promise of that faithful word 
E'en here to me fulfill. 

4 So when my latest breath 

Shall rend the veil in twain, 
By death I shall escape from death. 
And life eternal gain. 

5 Knowing as I am known, 

How shall I love that word! 
And oft repeat before the throne, 
" For ever with the Lord !" 



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1 Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish, 

O'er the grave of those you love; 
Pain and death and night and anguish 
Enter not the world above. 

2 While our silent steps are straying. 

Lonely, through night's deepening shade. 
Glory's brightest beams are playing 
Round the happy Christian's head. 

3 Light and peace at once deriving 

From the hand of God most high, 
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In his glorious presence living, 
They shall never, never die. 

4 Endless pleasure pain excluding. 

Sickness there no more can come; 
There no fear of woe, intruding. 
Sheds o'er heaven a moment's gloom. 

5 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish, 

O'er the grave of those you love; 

Far removed from pain and anguish, 

They are chanting hymns above. 



DEATH. 



MEINHOLD. 



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1 Gentle Shepherd! thou hast stilled 
Now thy little lamb's long; weeping; 
Ah! how peaceful, pale and mild 
In its narrow bed "tis sleeping! 
And no sigh of anguish sore 
Heaves that little bosom more. 



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To the sunny heavenly plain 

Dost thou now in joy receive it. 
Clothed in robes of spotless white, 
Now it dwells with thee in light. 

Ah, Lord Jesus ! grant that we 
Where it lives may soon be living. 

And the lovely pastures see 
That its heavenly food are giving. 

Then the gain of death we '11 prove. 

Though thou take what most we love. 




1 When our heads are bowed with woe. 
When our bitter tears oertlow. 
When we mourn the lost, the dear, 
Jesus, vSon of Mai-y ! hear, 

i 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, 
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, 
Thou hast shed the human tear; 
Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 

I 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls 
For our own departing souls. 
When our final doom is near, 
Jesus, .Son of Maiy ! hear. 



4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, 
Thou the blood of life hast shed. 
Thou hast filled a mortal bier; 
Jesus, Son of ISIary ! hear. 

5 When the heart is sad within 
With the thought of all its sin. 
When the spirit shrinks with fear, 
Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear. 

6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, 
Though the sins were not thine own ; 
Thou hast deigned their load to bear; 
Jesus, Son of Mary ! hear, 

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1 When, rising from the bed of death, 

O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, 
I see my Maker face to face, 
Oh, how shall I appear? 

2 If yet, while pardon may be found 

And mercy may be sought. 
My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
And trembles at the thought, 

3 When thou, O Lord ! shalt stand disclosed 

In majesty severe, 

GORTON. 



And sit in judgment on my soul, 
Oh, how shall I appear? 

4 Then see the sorrows of my heart 

Ere yet it be too late; 
Mj' pardon speak, for Jesus' sake. 
And bid my fears abate, 

5 For never shall my soul despair 

Her pardon to procure, 
Who knows thine only Son has died 
To make her pardon sure. 

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Hefore whose bar severe, 
With holy joy or guilty dread. 
We all shall soon appear! 

2 Our cautioned souls prepare 

For that tremendous day, 
And fill us now with watchful care, 
And stir us up to pray— 

3 To pray, and wait the hour, 

That awful hour unknown, 
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When, robed in majesty and power. 
Thou shalt from heaven come down. 

4 Oh, may we thus be found 

Obedient to his word, 
Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 
And looking for our Lord. 

5 Oh, may we thus ensure 

Our lot among the blest. 
And watch a moment to secure 
An everlasting rest. 



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1 Great God ! what do I see and hear? 

The end of things created! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated! 
The trumpet sounds, the graves restore 
The dead which they contained before; 

Prepare, my soul! to meet him. 

2 The dead in Christ shall first arise 

At the last trumpet's souxiding. 
Caught up to meet him in the skies, 
With joy their Lord sui*rounding ; 



MELODY. 



No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
His presence sheds eternal day 
On those prepared to meet him. 

3 Great God ! what do I see and hear? 

The end of things created! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 

On clouds of glory seated ! 
Beneath his cross I view the day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away. 

And thus prepare to meet him. 

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1 That awful day will surely come, 

Th" appointed hour makes haste, 
When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys ! 

Thou Sovereign of my heart! 
How could I bear to hear thy voice 
Pronounce the sound. Depart! 

3 Oh, wretched state of deep despair, 

To see my God remove. 



And fix my aoleful station where 
I must not taste his love. 

4 Jesus! I throw my arms around, 

And hang upon thy breast: 
Without one gracious smile from thee 
My spirit cannot rest. 

5 Oh, tell me that my worthless name 

Is graven on thy hands ; 
Show me some promise in thy book 
Where my salvation stands. 
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ST. BRIDE. 



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766 

1 And will the Judge descend? 

And must the dead arise? 

And not a single soul escape 

His all-discerning eyes? 

2 How will my heart endure 

The terrors of that day 
When earth and heaven before his face, 
Astonished, shrink away? 

3 But ere that trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead, 

BADEN. 



Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound 
What joyful tidings spread! 

4 Ye sinners, seek his grace. 

His wrath ye cannot bear; 

Fly to the shelter of his cross, 

And find salvation there. 

5 So shall that curse remove 

By which the Saviour bled. 
And the last awful day shall pour 
His blessings on your head. 



S. M. 





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1 Oh, where shall rest be found, 

Rest for the weary soul ? 
'T were vain the ocean depths to sound 
Or pierce to either pole. 

2 The world can never give 

The bliss for which we sigh ; 
'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 

3 Beyond this vale of tears 

There is a life above, 
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Unmeasured by the flight of years. 
And all that life is love. 

4 There is a death whose pang 

Outlasts the fleeting breath; 
Oh, what eternal horrors hang 
Around the second death ! 

5 Ijord God of truth and grace ! 

Teach us that death to shun, 
Lest we be banished from thy face. 
And evermore undone. 



HE A VEN. 



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1 O Pabadise ! O Paradise ! 

Who doth not crave for rest? 
Who would not seek the happy land 

Where they that loved are blest, 
Where loyal hearts and true 

Stand ever in the light, 
All rapture through and through, 

In God's most holy sight? 

2 O Paradise ! O :q^radise ! 

'T is weary waiting here ; 
I long to be where Jesus is 
To feel, to see him near; 
Where loyal hearts, etc. 

3 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 

I want to sin no more ; 
I want to be as pure on earth 
As on thy spotless shore. 
Where loyal hearts, etc. 



4 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 
I greatly long to see 
The special place my dearest Lord 
Is destining for me; 

Where loyal hearts, etc. 



5 O Paradise! O Paradise! 
I feel 'twill not be long; 
Patience ! I almost think I hear 
Faint fragments of thy song! 
Where loyal hearts, etc. 



Lord Jesus, King of Paradise ! 

Oh, keep me in thy love. 
And guide me to that happy land 

Of pei'fect rest above. 

Where loyal hearts, etc. 
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HE A VEN. 



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1 Hark ! how the choral song of heaven 

Swells full of peace and joy above ! 
Hark ! how they strike their golden harps, 
And raise the tuneful notes of love ! 

2 No anxious care nor thrilling grief, 

No deep despair nor gloomy woe, 
They feel while high their lofty strains 
In noblest, sweetest concord flow. 

3 When shall we join the heavenly host 

Who sing Immanuel's praise on high, 
And leave behind our fears and doubts, 
To swell the chorus of the sky? 

4 Oh, come, thou rapture-bringing morn, 

And usher in this joyful day; 
We long to see thy rising sun 
Drive all these clouds of grief away. 



770 



1 Oh for a sweet, inspiring ray 

To animate our feeble strains, 
From the bright realms of endless day, 
The blissful realms where Jesus reigns. 

2 There, low before his glorious throne, 

Adoring saints and angels fall, 
And with delightful worship own 
His smile their bliss, their heaven, their all. 

3 Immortal glories crown his head, 

While tuneful hallelujahs rise. 
And love and joy and trinniph spread 
Through all th' assemblies of the skies. 
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4 He smiles, and seraphs tune their songs 

To boundless rapture while they gaze; 
Ten thousand thousand joyful tongues 
Resound his everlasting praise. 

5 There all the foll'wers of the Lamb 

Shall join at last the heavenly choir; 
Oh, may the joy-inspiring theme 
Awake our faith and warm desire. 

6 Dear Saviour! let thy Spirit seal 

Our interest in that blissful place. 
Till death remove this mortal veil, 
And we behold thy lovely face. 



771 



1 Now let our souls on wings sublime 
Rise from the vanities of time, 
Draw back the parting veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 Born by .a new celestial birth. 

Why should we grovel here on earth? 
Why grasp at transitory toys, 
So near to heaven's eternal Joys? 

3 Shall aught beguile us on the road 
While we are traveling back to God? 
For strangers into life we come. 
And dying is but going home. 

4 To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoyed above. 
And the sweet expectation now 

Is the young dawn of heaven below. 



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1 O HAPpy saints,who dwell in light 
And walk with Jesus clothed in white, 
Safe landed on that peaceful shore 
Where pilgrims meet to part no more. 

2 Released from sin and toil and grief, 
Death was their gate to endless life; 
An opened cage to let them fly 
And build their happy nest on high. 

3 And now they range the heavenly plains. 
And sing their hymns in melting strains; 

WINCHESTER, NEW. 



And now their souls begin to prove 
The heights and depths of Jesus' love. 

4 He cheers them with eternal smile; 
They sing hosannas all the while; 
Or, overwhelmed with rapture sweet, 
Sink down adoring at his feet. 

5 Ah. Lord ! with tardy steps I creep, 

And sometimes sing and sometimes weep; 
Yet strip me of this house of clay. 
And I will sing as loud as they. 

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1 What sinners value I resign ; 

Lord ! 't is enough that thou art mine ; 

I shall behold thy blissful face, 

And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life 's a dream, an empty show. 
But the bright world to which I go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere; 
When shall I wake and find me there? 



3 Oh, glorious hour ! oh, blest abode ! 
I shall be near and like my God. 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
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Then burst the chains with sweet surprise. 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 

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1 As When the weary traveler gains 

The height of some o'erlooking hill, 
His heart revives, if 'cross the plains 
He eyes his home, though distant still, 

2 So when the Christian pilgrim views, 

By faith, his mansion in the skies. 
The sight his fainting strength renews. 
And wings his speed to reach the prize. 

3 'Tis tliere, he says, I am to dwell 

With Jesus, in the realms of day; 

Then 1 shall bid my cares farewell. 

And he will wipe my tears away. 

4 Jesus! on thee our hope depends 

To lead us on to thine abode, 
Assured our home will make amends 
For all our toil while on the road. 



775 



1 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove! 

Stoop down, and take us on tliy wings, 
And mf)unt, and bear us far above 
The reach of these inferior things. 

2 Oh for a sight, a blissful sight. 

Of our almighty Father's throne; 
There sits the Saviour, crowned with light, 
Clothed in a body like our own. 

3 Adoring saints around him stand, 

And thrones and powers before him fall; 
The God shines gracious through the man. 
And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
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While to their golden harps they 
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And spread the triumph of their 



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776 



1 " We 've no abiding city here." 

This may distress the worldly mind. 
But should not cost the saint a tear, 
Who hopes a better rest to find. 

2 " We 've no abiding city here." 

Sad truth, were this to be our home; 
But let this thought our spirits cheer: 
" We seek a city yet to come." 

3 "We've no abiding city here." 

Then let us live as pilgrims do; 

Let not the world our rest appear, 

But let us haste from all below. 

4 "We've no abiding city here." 

We seek a city out of sight, 
Zion its name, the Lord is there, 
It shines witli everlasting light. 

5 O sweet abode of peace and love 

Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest 
Had I the pinions of the dove, 
I 'd flee to thee, and be at rest. 

G But hush, my soul, nor dare repine; 
The time my God appoints is best; 
While here, to do his will be mine, 
And hjs to lix my time of rest. 



HE A VEN. 



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1 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly- 

Above these gloomy shades 
To those bright worlds beyond the sky 
Which sorrow ne'er invades, 

2 There joys unseen by mortal eyes 

Or reason's feeble ray 
In ever-blooming prospect rise, 
Unconscious of decay. 

3 Lord ! send a beam of light divine 

To guide our upward aim ; 
With one reviving touch of thine 
Our languid hearts inflame. 

4 Then shall on faith's sublimest wing 

Our ardent wishes rise 
To those bright scenes where pleasures spring 
Immortal, in the skies. 



778 



1 My thoughts surmount these lower skies, 

And look within the veil ; 
There springs of endless pleasure rise, 
The waters never fail. 

2 There I behold with sweet delight 

The blessed three in one. 
And strong affections fix my sight 
On God's incarnate Son. 

3 His promise stands for ever firm, 

His grace shall ne'er depart; 
He binds my name upon his arm, 
And seals it on his heart. 



4 I would not be a stranger still 
To that celestial place, 
Where I for ever hope to dwell 
Near my Redeemer's face. 



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1 Arise, my soul, fly up and run 

Through every heavenly street. 
And say there 's naught below the sun 
That 's worthy of thy feet. 

2 There, on a high, majestic throne, 

Th' almighty Father reigns, 
And sheds his glorious goodness down 
On all the blissful plains. 

3 Bright, like a sun, the Saviour sits, 

And spreads eternal noon ; 
No evenings there, nor gloomy nights, 
To want the feeble moon. 

4 Amidst those ever-shining skies 

Behold the sacred Dove ; 
While banished sin and sorrow flies 
From all the realms of love. 

5 But oh, what beams of heavenly grace 

Transport them all the while ! 
Ten thousand smiles from Jesus' face, 
And love in every smile ! 

6 Jesus ! and when shall that dear day. 

That joyful hour, appear. 
When I shall leave this house of clay 
To dwell among them there ? 
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HEAVEN. 



LAIGHT STREET. 



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1 Lo! what a glorious sight appears 

To our believing eyes ! 
The eartli and sea are passed away, 
And the old rolling skies. 

2 From the third heaven, where God resides. 

That holy, happy place. 
The new Jerusalem comes down, 
Adorned with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels sliout for joy. 

And the bright armies sing: 
" Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
Of your descending King. 

4 "The God of glory down to men 

Removes his blest abode- 
Men, the dear objects of his grace. 
And he the loving God. 

5 ** His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 

From every weeping eye. 
And pains and groans and griefs and fears. 
And death itself, shall die." 

How long, dear Saviour! oh how long 

Shall this bright hour delay? 

Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 

And bring the welcome day. 
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781 

1 There is a land of pure delight 

Where saints immortal reign; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides. 

And never-with'ring flow'rs; 

Death, like a narrow sea, divides 

This heav'nly land from ours. 

3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 

Stand dressed in living green ; 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 

"While Jordan rolled between. 

4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink 

To cross this narrow sea, 
And linger, shiv'ring, on the brink. 
And fear to launch away. 

5 Oh, could we make our doubts remove, 

These gloomy doubts that rise. 
And see the Canaan that we love 
With unbeclouded eyes, 

(J Could we but climb where ]Moses stood, 
And view the landscape o'er. 
Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood 
Should fright us from the shore. 



HE A VEN. 



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1 Father ! I long, I faint, to see 

The place of thine abode ; 
I'd leave thine earthly courts, and flee 
Up to thy seat, my God ! 

2 Here I behold thy distant face. 

And 't is a pleasing sight ; 
But to abide in thine embrace 
Is infinite delight. 

3 I 'd part with all the joys of sense 

To gaze upon thy throne ; 
Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence, 
Unspeakable, unknown. 

j 4 There all the heavenlj- hosts are seen, 
j In shining ranks they move, 

And drink immortal vigor in 
With wonder and with love. 

5 Then at thy feet, with awful fear, 

Th' adoring armies fall ; 
With joy they shrink to nothing there 
Before th' eternal All. 

6 The more thy glories strike mine eyes, 

The humbler I shall lie; 
Thus, while I sink, my joys shall rise 
Immeasurably high. 



1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 

And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land. 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight. 

3 O'er all those wide-extended plains 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There God the Son for ever reigns. 
And scatters night away. 

4 Xo chilling winds, no pois'nous breath, 

Can reach that healthful shore; 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. 
Are felt and feared no more. 

5 When shall I reach that happy place. 

And be for ever blest? 
When shall I see my Father's face. 
And in his bosom rest? 

6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 

Would here no longer stay ; 

Though Jordan's waves should round me 

Fearless I 'd launch away. froll, 

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HUMMEL. 



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784 



1 O MOTHER dear, Jerusalem ! 

When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end? 
Thy joys when shall I see? 

2 O happy harbor of God's saints ! 

O sweet and pleasant soil ! 
In thee no sorrow may be found, 
No grief, no care, no toil. 

3 Thy walls are made of precious stones, 

Thy bulwarks diamond square; 
Thy gates are all of Orient pearl ; 
O God! if I were there! 

4 Oh, passing happy were my state 

Might I be worthy found 
To wait upon my God and King, 
His praises there to sound. 



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1 O MY sweet home, Jerusalem ! 

Thy joys when shall I see? 
The King that sitteth on thy throne 
In his felicity? 

2 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks 

Continually are green, 
Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers 
As no where else are seen. 

3 Right thro' thy streets with pleasing sound 

The flood of life doth flow ; 
And on the banks, on either side, 
The trees of life do grow. 
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4 Those trees each month yield ripened fruit; 

For evermore they spring. 
And all the nations of the earth 
To thee their honors bring. 

5 O mother dear, Jerusalem ! 

When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end? 
Thy joys when shall I see? 



786 



1 Give me the wings of faith to rise 

Within the veil, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be. 

2 Once they were mourning here below, 

And wet their couch with tears ; 

They wrestled hard as we do now. 

With sins and doubts and fears. 

3 I asked them whence their vict'ry came; 

They, with united breath. 
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to his death. 

4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, 

His zeal inspired their breast. 
And foll'wing their incarnate God, 
Possess the promised I'est. 

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 

For his own pattern given. 
While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 



HEAVEN. 



HEAVENLY FOLD. 



C. M. D. 




Far from these narrow scenes of night 

Unbounded glories rise, 
And realms of infinite delight 

Unknown to mortal eyes. 

2 Fair distant land! could mortal eyes 

But half its joys explore, 
How would our spirits long to rise 
And dwell on earth no more ! 

3 There pain and sickness never come. 

And grief no more complains; 
Health triumphs in immortal bloom. 
And endless pleasure reigns. 

4 No cloud those blissful regions know, 

For ever bright and fair; 
For sin, the source of mortal woe, 
Can never enter there. 

6 There no alternate night is known, 

Nor sun's faint sickly ray ; 

But glory from the sacred thi'one 

Spreads everlasting day. 
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Oh, may the heavenly prospect fire 
Our hearts with ardent love. 

Till wings of faith and strong desire 
Bear every thought above. 



788 



1 There is a fold whence none can stray. 

And pastures ever green, 
Where sultry sun, or stormy day, 
Or night is never seen. 

2 Far up the everlasting hills 

In God's own light it lies; 
His smile its vast dimension fills 
With joy that never dies. 

3 Soon at his feet my soul will lie 

In life's last struggling breath; 
But I shall only seem to die— 
I shall not taste of death. 

4 Far from this guilty world to be 

Exempt from toil and strife. 

To spend eternity with thee, 

My Saviour ! this is life, 

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1 Whkn I can read my title clear 

To mansions in the skies, 
I bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 

And liellish darts be hurled, 
Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come. 

And storms of sorrow fall. 
May I but safely reach my home. 
My God, my heav'n, my all. 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 

In seas of heav'nly rest. 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

790 

1 Jerusalem, my happy home. 
Name ever dear to me, 



When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy and peace and thee? 

2 There happier bowrs than Eden's bloom, 

Nor sin nor sorrow know; 
Blest seats, through rude and stormy scenes 
I onward press to you. 

3 Why should I shrink at pain and woe. 

Or feel at death dismay? 
I 've Canaan's goodly land in view. 
And realms of endless day. 

4 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there 

Around my Saviour stand. 
And soon my friends in (.'lirist below 
Will join the glorious band. 

5 Jerusalem, my happy home, 

My soul still pants for thee; 
Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 



WOODLAND. 



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SHINING SHORE. 



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1 My days are gliding swiftly by, 

And I. a pilgrim stranger, 
Would not detain them as they fly, 
These hours of toil and danger. 

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 

Our distant home discerning; 
Our absent Lord has left us word, 
Let every lamp be burning. 



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3 Should coming days be cold and dark. 

We need not cease our singing; 

That perfect rest naught can molest 

W^here golden harps are ringing. 

4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, 

Each cord on earth to sever; 
Our King says. "Come," and there's our 
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1 I WOULD not live alway; I ask not to stay 
Where storm after stoVm rises dark oer the 

way ; 
The few lucid mornings that dawn on ns 
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Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 

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There sweet be my rest till he bid me arise 
To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 



3 Who. who would live alwav awav from his 
God, 
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode 
Where the rivers of pleasure flow oer tlie 
I bright plains, 

i And the noontide of glory eternally reigns? 

j 4 Where saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
Tlieir Saviour and brethren transported to 

greet ; 
Wliile the anthems of rapture unceasingly 

roll. 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the 
soul. 

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Jerusalem the golden, 

With milk and honey blest, 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice opprest. 
I know not, oh, I know not, 

What holy joys are there, 
What radiancy of glory. 

What bliss beyond compare. 

2 They stand, those halls of Zion, 

All jubilant with song. 
And bright with many an angel. 

And all the martyr throng. 
There is the throne of David, 

And there, from toil released. 
The shoul of them that triumph, 

The song of them that feast. 

3 And they who with their Leader 

Have conquered in the tight, 
For ever and for ever 

Are clad in robes of white. 
Oh, lantl that seest no sorrow ! 

Oh, state that fear'st no strife! 
Oh, royal land of flowers! 

Oil, realm and home of life! 
a6G 



1 Jerusalem the glorious. 

The glory of th' elect, 

dear and future vision 
That eager hearts expect ! 

E'en now by faith I see thee. 
E'en here thj"^ walls discern; 

To thee my thoughts are kindled, 
And strive and pant and yearn. 

2 Jerusalem the only, 

That look'st from heaven below. 
In thee is all my glory. 

In me is all my woe ; 
Jerusalem! exulting 

On that securest shore, 

1 hope thee, wish thee, sing thee, 
And love thee evermore. 

3 O sweet and blessed country! 

Shall I e'er see thy face? 
O sweet and blessed country! 

Shall I e'er win thy grace? 
Exult, O dust and ashes! 

The Lord shall be thy part; 
His only, his for ever. 

Thou Shalt be and thou art. 



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1 Brief life is here our portion. 

Brief sorrow, short-lived care; 
The life that knows no ending. 

The tearless life, is there; 
Oh, happj- retribution ! 

Short toil, eternal rest; 
For mortals and for sinners, 

A mansion with the blest. 

2 There grief is turned to pleasure- 

Such pleasure as below 
No human voice can utter, 

No human heart can know; 
And after fleshly scandal, 

And after this world's night, 
And after storm and whirlwind, 

Is calm and joy and light. 

3 And there is David's fountain, 

And life in fullest glow : 
And there the light is golden, 

And milk and honey flow; 
The light that hath no evening, 

The health that hath no sore, 
The life that hath no ending, 

But lasteth evermore. 



796 



1 For thee, O dear, dear countrj' ! 

Mine eyes their vigils keep; 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep; 
The mention of thy glory 

Is unction to the breast. 
And medicine in sickness, 

And love and life and rest. 

2 O one, O only mansion ! 

O Paradise of joy ! 
Where tears are ever banished 

And smiles have no alloy, 
The Lamb is all thy splendor, 

The Crucified thy praise; 
His laud and benediction 

Thy ransomed people raise. 

3 O sweet and blessed country, 

The home of God's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed country, 

That eager hearts expect! 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest, 
Who art, with God the Father, 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

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1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. 

Thy better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things, 

Toward heaven thy native place. 
Sun and moon and stars decay ; 

Time shall soon this earth remove; 
Rise, my soul, and haste away. 

To seats prepared above. 

2 Rivers to the ocean run, 

Nor stay in all their course; 
Fire ascending seeks the sun ; 
Both speed them to their source ; 

A PILGRIM. 



So a soul that 's born of God 
Pants to view his glorious face, 

Upward tends to his abode. 
To rest in his embrace. 

3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn; 

Press onward to the prize; 
Soon our Saviour will return, 

Triumphant in the skies. 
Yet a season, and you know 

Happy enti"ance will be given ; 
All our sorrows left below. 

And earth exchanged for heaven. 




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1 I 'M a pilgrim and I'm a stranger; 

I can tarry, I can tarry but a night; 
Do not detain me, for I am going 
To where the fountains are ever flowing. 
I'm a pilgrim, etc. 

2 There the glory is ever shining; 

Oh, my longing heart, my longing heart is 

there ; 
358 



Here in this country so dark and dreary 
I long have wandered forlorn and weary. 
I 'm a pilgrim, etc. 

3 There's the city to which I .journey; 
My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light; 
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, 
Nor any tears there, nor any dying. 
I 'm a pilgrim, etc. 



HEAVEN. 



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1 High in yonder realms of light. 

Dwell the raptured saints above, 
Far beyond our feeble sight, 

Happy in Immanuel's love; 
Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 

Once they knew, like us below, 
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, 

Torturing pain and heavj' woe, 

2 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 

']\Hd th' angelic lyres above, 
Hark ! their songs melodious rise- 
Hongs of pi-aise to Jesus' love ; 
Happy spirits, they are tied 

Where no grief can entrance find. 
Lulled to rest the aching head. 
Soothed the anguish of the mind. 

'?, All is tranquil and serene. 

Calm and undisturbed repose; 
There no cloud can intervene, 

There no angry tempest blows; 
Every tear is wiped away, 

Sighs no more shall heave the bi'east; 
Night is lost in endless day. 

Sorrow in eternal rest. 



What are these in bright array? 

This innumerable throng. 
Round the altar night and day 

Hymning one triumphant song? 
Worthy is the Lamb once slain. 

Blessing, honor, glory, power, 
Wisdom, riches, to obtain ; 

New dominion every hour. 

2 These through fiery trials trod ; 

These from great affliction came; 
Now before the throne of God, 

Sealed with his eternal name. 
Clad in raiment pure and white, 

Victor palms in every hand. 
Through their dear Redeemer's might, 

More than conquerors they stand. 

3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown, 

On immortal fruits they feed; 
Them the Lamb amidst the throne 

Shall to living fountains lead; 
Joj' and gladness banish sighs; 

Perfect love dispels all fear. 
And for ever from their eyes 

God shall wipe away the tear. 
359 



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1 My gracious Redeemer 1 love, 

His praises aloud I '11 proclaim, 
And join, with the armies above, 
To shout his adorable name. 

2 To gaze on his glories divine 

Shall be my eternal emploj', 

And feel them incessantly shine 

My boundless, ineffable joy. 

3 He freely redeemed with his blood 

My soul from the confines of hell, 
To live on the smiles of my God, 
And in his sweet presence to dwell ; 



4 To shine with the angels of light, 

With saints and with seraphs to sing, 
To view with eternal delight 
My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 

5 Ye palaces, sceptres and crowns, 

Your pride Avith disdain I survey; 
Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, 
And pass in a moment away. 

6 The crown that my Saviour bestows 

Yon permanent sun shall outshine; 
My joy everlastingly flows, 
My God, my Redeemer, is mine. 



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1 I 'm but a stranger here. 
Heaven is my home: 

Earth is a desert drear. 
Heaven is my home; 

360 



Danger and sorrow stand 
Round me on every hand; 
Heaven is my fatherland, 
Heaven is my home. 



HE A VEN. 



2 What though the tempest rage ? 

Heaven is my home; 
Short is my pilgrimage, 

Heaven is my home; 
And time's wild wintry blast 
Soon shall be overpast ; 
I shall reach home at last, 

Heaven is my home. 

HEAVENLY HOME. 



3 There, at my Saviom''s side, 
Heaven is my home, 
I shall be glorified ; 

Heaven is my home; 
There are the good and blest, 
Those I love most and best. 
And there I, too, shall rest ; 
Heaven is my home. 



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1 The roseate hues of eai-ly dawn, 

The brightness of the day, 
The crimson of the sunset sky, 

How fast they fade away ! 
Oh for the pearly gates of heaven ! 

Oh for the golden floor! 
Oh for the Sun of righteousness 

That setteth nevermore ! 

2 The highest hopes we cherish here, 

How fast they tire and faint ! 

How many a spot defiles the robe 

That wraps an earthly saint ! 



Oh for a heart that never sins ! 

Oh for a soul washed white ! 
Oh for a voice to praise our King, 

Nor weary day or night ! 

3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope, 
And grace to lead us higher; 

But there are perfectness and peace 
Beyond our best desire. 

Oh, by thy love and anguish, Lord! 
Oh, by thy life laid down, 

Grant that we fall not from thy grace, 



Nor cast away our crown. 



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1 In the Christian's home in glory 

There remains a hind of rest; 
There my Saviour's gone before me 
To fulfill my soul's request. 
There is rest for the weary, 

There is rest for you, 
On the other side of Jordan, 
In the sweet fields of Eden, 
Where the tree of life is blooming. 
There is rest for you. 

2 He is fitting up my mnnsion, 

Which eternally shall stand, 

For my stay shall not be transient 

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Grief nor woe my lot shall share ; 
But in that celestial centre 
I a crown of life shall wear. 

4 Death itself shall then be vanquished, 

And his sting shall be withdrawn ; 
Shout for gladness, O 3'e ransomed! 
Hail with joy the rising morn. 

5 Sing, oh sing, ye heirs of glory, 

Shout your triujnph as you go; 
Zion's gate will open for 3'ou, 
You shall find an entrance through. 



HE A VEN. 



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1 There is an hour of peaceful rest 

To mourning wanderers given : 
There is a joy for souls distressed, 
A balm for every wounded breast; 

'Tis found above in heaven. 

2 There is a home for weary souls, 

By sin and sorrow driven, 
"When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
Where storms arise and ocean rolls. 

And all is drear but heaven. 



ST. ANDREW. 



There faith lifts up the cheerful eye, 

The heart no longer riven, 
And sees the tempest passing b3% 
The evening shadows quicl^ly fly, 

And all serene in heaven. 

4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom. 
And joys supreme are given ; 

There raj-s divine disperse the gloom ; 

Beyond the dark and narrow tomb 
Appears the dawn of heaven. 

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1 Fbom thee, my God! my joys shall rise 

And run eternal rounds, 
Beyond the limits of the skies, 
And all created bounds. 

2 The holy triumphs of my soul 

Shall death itself outbrave. 

Leave dull mortality behind. 

And fly beyond the grave. 

3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns. 

In heaven's unmeasured space. 



I'll spend a long eternity 
In pleasure and in praise. 

4 Millions of years my wondering eyes 

Shall o'er thy beauties rove. 
And endless ages I '11 adore 
The glories of thy love. 

5 Haste, my Beloved ! fetch my soul 

Up to thy blest abode; 
Fly, for my spirit longs to see 
My Saviour and my God. 

363 



THE SEASONS. 



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1 While with ceaseless course the sun 

Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 

Never more to meet us here; 
Fixed in an eternal state, 

Thej' have done with all belOAv; 
We a little ionger wait, 

But how little none can know. 

2 As the wingM arrow flies 

Speedily the mark to find, 
As the lightning from the skies 
Darts, and leaves no trace behind. 



Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
Bear us down life's rapid stream; 

Upward, Lord ! our spirits raise; 
All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive, 

Pardon of our sins renew ; 
Teach us henceforth how to live 

With eternity in view; 
Bless thy word to young and old. 

Fill us with a Saviour's love; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwell with thee above. 



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1 Holy Fatlier ! thou hast taught us 
We should live to thee alone; 
Year by year thy hand hath brought us 
On through dangers oft unknown. 
364 



When we wandered, thou hast found us, 
When we doubted, sent us light ; 

Still thine arm has been around us, 
All our paths were in thy sight. 



THE SEASONS. 



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2 In the world will foes assail us, 

Craftier, stronger far than we; 
And the strife shall never fail us, 

Well we know, before we die. 
Therefore, Lord! we come believing 

Thou canst give the pow'r we need. 
Through the pray'r of faitli receiving 

Strength, the Spirit's strength, indeed. 

COME, LET US ANEW. 



3 We would trust in thy protecting, 

Wholly rest upon thine arm. 
Follow wholly thy directing. 

Thou our only guard from harm; 
Keep us from our own undoing. 

Help us turn to thee when tried ; 
Still our footsteps, Fatlaer! viewing, 

Keep us ever at thy side. 

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1 Come, let us anew 
Our journey pursue, 
Roll round with the year. 

And never stand still till the Master appear; 
His adorable will 
Let us gladly fulfill, 
And our talents improve, 

By the patience of hope and the labor of love. 

2 Our life is a dream ; 
Our time, as a stream, 
Glides swiftly away. 

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay ; 



The arrow is flown. 

The moment is gone, 

The millennial year 

j Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's here. 

j 3 Oh that each in the day 

I Of his coming may say, 

I *' I have fought my way through, 

■ I have finished the work which thou gav'st me 

I Oh that each from his Lord [to do !" 

I May receive the glad word, 

j " Well and faithfully done ! 

Enter into myjov, and sit down on my throne!" 

365 



THE SEASONS. 



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810 

1 Great God ! we sing thy mighty hand, 
By which supported still we stand; 
The opening year thy mercy shows; 
That mercy crowns it till it close. 

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad. 
Still are we guarded by our God; 
By his incessant bounty fed, 

"By his unerring counsel led. 

3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 
The future, all to us unknown. 

We to thy guardian care commit. 
And peaceful leave before thy feet. 

4 In scenes exalted or depressed 

Be thou our joy and thou our rest; 
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
Adored, through all our changing days. 

5 When death shall close our earthly songs, 
And seal in silence mortal tongues, 

Our helper, God, in whom we trust. 
In better worlds our souls shall boast. 



811 



1 My Helper. God ! I bless his name; 
The same his power, his grace the same; 
The tokens of his friendly care 

Open and crown and close the year. 

2 Amidst ten thousand snares I stand, 

Supported by his guardian hand; 
366 



And see, when I survey his ways, 
Ten thousand monuments of praise. 

3 Thus far his arm hath led me on. 
Thus far I make his mercy known ; 

- And while I tread this desert land. 
New mercies shall new songs demand. 

4 My grateful soul on Jordan's shore 
Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; 
Then bear in his bright courts above 
Inscriptions of immortal love. 



812 



1 ExKRNALSoureeof every joy! 

Well may thy praise our lips employ. 

While in thy temple we appear 

Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 

2 The flow'ry spring at thy command 
Perfumes the air and paints the land ; 
The summer rays with vigor sliine 
To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 

3 Thy hand in autumn richly pours 
Through all our coasts redundant stores ; 
And winters, softened by thy care. 

No more the face of horror wear. 

4 Seasons and months and weeks and days 
Demand successive songs of praise; 
Still be the cheerful homage paid 

With opening light and evening shade. 



THE SEASONS. 



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1 For thy mercy and thy grace, 

Faithful throu'^h another year, 
Hear our song of thankfulness, 
Father and Redeemer! hear. 

2 In our weakness and distress, 

Rock of strength ! be thou our stay; 
In the pathless wilderness 
Be our true and living way. 



SPOHR. 



3 Who of us death's awful road 

In the coming year shall tread? 
With thy rod and staff. O God ! 
Comfort thou his dying head. 

4 Keep us faithful, keep us pure. 

Keep us evermore thine own; 
Help, oh help us to endure; 
Fit us for the promised crown. 



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1 My times are in Xhy hand; 
My God ! I wish them there : 
My life, my soul, my all, I leave 
Entirely to thy care. 

J My times are in thy hand, 
Whatever they may be, 
JPleasing or painful, dark or bright, 
" As best may seem to thee. 



3 My times are in thy hand ; 

Why should I doubt or fear? 
My Fathers hand will never cause 
His child a needless tear. 

4 My times are in thy hand, 

Jesus ! the crucified ; 
The hand my many sins have pierced 
Is now my guard and guide. 

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THE SEASONS, 



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1 With songs and honors sounding loud 

Address the Lord on high ; 
Over the heavens he spread his cloud, 
And waters veil the sky. 

2 He sends his showers of blessing down 

To cheer the plains below ; 
He makes the grass the mountains crown, 
And corn in valleys grow. 

3 His steady counsels change the face 

Of the declining year ; 
He bids the sun cut short his race, 
And wintry days appear. 

4 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, 

Descend and clothe the ground; 
The liquid streams forbear to flow, 
The icy fetters bound. 

5 He sends his word and melts the snow. 

The fields no longer mourn ; 
He calls the warmer gales to blow, 
And bids the spring return. 

6 The changing wind, the flying cloud, 

Obey his mighty word; 
With songs and honors sounding loud 

Praise ve the sovereign Lord. 

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1 Good is the Lord, the heavenly King, 

"Who makes the earth his care, 
Visits the pastures every spring, 
And bids the grass appear. 

2 The clouds, like rivers raised on high. 

Pour out, at his command, 
Their watery blessings from the sky, 
To cheer the thirsty land. 

3 The softened ridges of the field 

Permit the corn to spring. 
The valleys rich provision yield. 
And cheerful lab'rers sing. 

4 The little hills on every side 

Rejoice at falling showers; 
The meadows, dressed in all their pride. 
Perfume the air with flowers. 

5 The barren clods, refreshed with rain, 

Promise a joyful crop; 
The parching grounds look green again, 
And raise the reaper's hope. 

6 The various months thy goodness crowns; 

How bounteous are thy ways! 
The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs. 
And shepherds shout thy praise. * -^ 



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1 Thee we adore, eternal Name ! 
And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is ovir mortal frame, 
What dying worms are we. 



2 The year rolls round and steals away 
The breath that first it gave; 
Whate'er we do, where'er we be, 
We 're traveling to the grave. 



818 



1 "Tls by thy strength the mountains stand, 
God of eternal power: 
The sea grows calm at thy command. 
And tempests cease to roar. 



2 Thy morning light and evening shade 
Successive comforts bring; 
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad. 
Thy flowers adorn the spring. 



3 Great God ! on what a slender thread 
Hang everlasting things I 
The eternal states of all the dead 
Upon life's feeble strings. 



4 Infinite joy or endless woe 
Attends on every breath ; 
And yet how unconcerned we go 
Upon the brink of death ; 



5 Waken. O Lord : our drowsy sense 

To walk this dangerous road ; 

And if our souls are hurried hence, 

May they be found with Grod. 
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3 Seasons and times and moons and hours, 
Heaven, earth and air, are thine ; 
When clouds distill in fruitful showers, 
The Author is divine. 



4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky. 
Borne by the winds around. 
With watery treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 



5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill. 

And ranks of corn appear; 

Thy ways abound with blessings still. 

Thy goodness crowns the year. 
36y 



THE SEASONS. 



ARAGON. 



C. M. 




1 Father of mercies, God of love ! 

Whose gifts all creatures share. 
The rolling seasons as they move 
Proclaim thy constant care. 

2 When in the bosom of the earth 

The sower hid the grain, 
Thy goodness marked its secret birth. 
And sent the early rain. 

3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord! w^as thine. 

The seasons knew thy call ; 
Thou mad'st the suinmer sun to shine, 
The summer dew to fall. 

ERFURT. 



4 Thy gifts of mercy from above 

Matured the swelling grain ; 
And now the harvest crowns thy love. 
And plenty fills the plain. 

5 Oh, ne'er may our forgetful hearts 

O'erlook thy bounteous care; 
But what our Father's hand imparts 
Still own in praise and prayer. 

6 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom we adore, 
Be glory, as it was, is now. 
And shall be evermore. 

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820 



1 Now thank we all our God 

With heart and hands and voices, 
Who wondrous things hath done, 
In whom his world rejoices; 
370 



Who from our mother's arras 
Hath blessed us on our way 

With countless ijifts of love. 
And still is purs to-day. 



THE SEASONS. 



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2 Oh may this bounteous God 

Through all our life be near us, 
"With ever joyful hearts 

And blessed peace to cheer us; 
And keep us in his grace, 

And guide us when perplexed, 
And free us from all ills 

In this world and the next. 

BETHUNE. 

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The Father now be giv^en, 
The Son, and him who reigns 

With them in highest heaven, 
The one eternal God, 

Whom heaven and earth adore; 
For thus it was, is now, 

And shall be evermore. 

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1 Lord of the harvest ! thee we hail ! 
Thine ancient promise doth not fail ; 
The varying seasons haste their round, 
With goodness all our years are crowned ; 

Our thanks we pay, 
This holy day; 
Oh, let our hearts in tune be found. 

2 If spring doth wake the song of mirth. 
If summer warms the fruitful earth, 
When winter sweeps the naked plain, 
Or autumn yields its ripened grain, 

We still do sing 
To thee our King; 
Through all their changes thou dost reign. 

8 But chiefly when thy liberal hand 
Bestows new plenty o'er the land, 
When sounds of music fill the air, 
As homeward all their treasures bear. 



We too will raise 
Our hymn of praise. 
For we thy common bounties share. 

4 Lord of the harvest! all is thine. 

The rains that fall, the suns that shine. 
The seed once hidden in the ground. 
The skill that makes our fruits abound; 

New every year 

Thy gifts appear ; 
New praises from our lips shall sound. 

5 Immortal honor, endless fame. 
Attend the almighty Father's name; 
Like honor to the incarnate Son, 
Who for lost man redemption won; 

And equal praise 
We thankful raise 
To thee, blest Spirit! with them one, 
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1 Come, ye thankful people, come, 
Raise the song of harvest home; 
All is safely gathered in, 

Ere the winter storms begin ; 
God, our Maker, doth provide 
For our wants to be supplied ; 
Come to God's own temple, come; 
Raise the song of harvest home. 

2 We ourselves are God's own field, 
Fruit unto his praise to yield ; 
Wheat and tares together sown. 
Unto joy or sorrow grown ; 
First the blade, and then the ear, 
Then the full corn shall appear; 
Lord of harvest ! grant that we 
Wholesome grain and pure may be. 

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3 For the Lord our God shall come. 
And shall take his harvest home; 
From his field shall purge away 
All that doth offend that day; 
Give his angels charge at last 
In the fire the tares to cast. 
But the fruitful ears to store 
In his garner evermore. 

A Even so, Lord! quickly come 
To tliy final harvest home; 
Gatlier thou thy people in. 
Free from sorrow, free from sin; 
Tliere for ever purified 
In thy presence to abide; 
Come with all thine angels, come. 
Raise the glorious harvest home. 



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1 Praise on thee in Zion's 
Daily, O Jehovah I waits; 
Unto thee, O God : belong 
Grateful words and holy song. 

2 Thou the hope and refuge art 
Of remotest lands apart ; 
Distant isles and tribes unknown, 
"Mid the ocean waste and lone. 



HEROLD. 



3 Thou dost visit earth, and rain 
Blessings on the thirsty plain, 
From the copious founts on high, 
From the rivers of the sky. 

4 Thus the clouds thy pow'r confess. 
And thy paths drop fruitfulness, 
And the voice of song and mirth 
Rises from the tribes of earth. 




824 



1 St'MMEK ended, harvest o'er. 
Ix>rd ! to thee our song we pour, 
For the valley's golden yield. 
For the fruits of tree and field ; 

2 For the promise ever sure 

That while heaven and earlh endure 
Seed-time, harvest, cold and heat 
Shall their .vearly round complete; 

3 For the care which, while we slept, 
"VVatoh o'er Tleld and furrow kept. 
Watch o'er all the buried grain. 
Soon to burst to life again. 



4 When the reapins angels bring 
Tares and wheat before the King, 
Jesus ! may we gathered be 

In the heavenly barn to thee. 

5 Then the angel-cry shall sound, 
Pi'aise the Lamb; the lost are found; 
And the answering song shall be, 
Alleluia, praise to thee— 

6 Praise to thee, the toil is o'er; 
Blight and curse shall be no more; 
Lo: the mighty work is done: 
Glory to the three in one. 

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NORTHAMPTON. 




1 Let Sion praise the mighty God, 
And make his honors known abroad, 
For sweet the joy our songs to raise. 
And glorious is the work of praise. 

2 Our children live.secure and blest; 
Our shores have peace, our cities rest; 
He feeds our sons with finest wheat. 
And adds his blessings to their meat. 

3 Through all our coasts his laws are shown, 
His gospel through the nation known; 
He hath not thus revealed his word 

To every land; praise ye the Lord. 



826 



1 Gkeat God of nations ! now to thee 

Our hymn of gratitude we raise : 
With humble heart and bending knee 
We offer thee our song of praise. 

2 Thy name we bless, almighty God! 

For all the kindness thou hast shown 
To this fair land the pilgrims trod— 
This land we fondly call our own. 

3 Here Freedom spreads her banner wide, 

And casts her soft and hallowed ray; 

Here tliou our fathers' steps did guide 

In safety through their dangerous way. 
374 



4 We praise thee that the gospel's light 

Through all our land its radiance sheds, 
Dispels the shades of error's night, 
And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 

5 Great God! preserve us in thy fear; 

In dangers still our guardian be; 
Oh, spread thy truth's bright precepts here, 
Let all the people worship thee. 



827 



1 Praise, Lord! for thee in Zion waits; 
Prayer shall besiege thy temple gates; 
All flesh shall to thy throne repair. 
And find through Christ salvation there. 

2 How blest thy saints! how safely led! 
How surely kept! how richly fed! 
Saviour of all in earth and sea ! 
How happy they who rest in thee! 

3 The year is with thy goodness crowned ; 
Thy clouds drop wealth the world around; 
Through thee the deserts laugh and sing, 
And Nature smiles and owns her King. 

4 Lord ! on our souls thy Spirit pour; 
The moral waste within restore; 
Oh, let thy love our spring-tide be, 
And make us all bear fruit to thee. 



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1 The God of harvest praise; 
In loud thanksgiving raise 

Hand, heart and voice : 
The valleys laugh and sing. 
Forests and mountains ring, 
The plains their tribute bring, 

The streams rejoice. 

2 Yea, bless his holy name. 
And joyous thanks proclaim 

Through all the earth ; 

DIX. 



To glory in your lot 
Is comely, but be not 
God's benefits forgot 

Amidst your mirth. 
The God of harvest praise; 
Hands, hearts and voices raise 

With one accord, 
From field to garner throng, 
Bearing your sheaves along, 
And in your harvest song 

Bless ye the Lord. 

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829 



1 Praise to God. immortal praise. 
For the love that crowns our days; 
Bounteous source of every joy ! • 
Let thy praise our tongues employ ; 
All to thee, our God, we owe, 
Source whence all our blessings flow. 

2 All the blessings of the fields, 
All the stores the garden yields. 
For the flocks that roam the plain. 



Yellow sheaves of ripened grain, 
Lord ! for these our souls shall raise 
Grateful vows and solemn praise. 
Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews, 
Suns that genial warmth diffuse. 
All the plenty summer pours. 
Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores, 
All to thee, our God, we owe. 
Source whence all our blessings flow. 
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1 God bless our native land ! 
Firm maj' she ever stand 

Through storm and night; 
When the wild tempests rave, 
Ruler of winds and wave ! 
Do thou our country save 

By thy great might. 

2 For her our prayer shall rise 
To God above the skies, 

On him we wait: 



Thou who art ever nigh. 
Guardian with watchful eye! 
To thee aloud we cry, 
God save the State. 

3 Our fathers' God ! to thee, 
Author of liberty, 
To thee we sing; 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light; 
Protect us by thy might, 
Great God, our King ! 



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What our Father does is well ; 
Blessed truth his children tell; 
Though he send for plenty want. 
Though tlie harvest Hoor be scant, 
Yet we rest upon his love, 
Seeking better things above. 
376 



2 What our Father does is well ; 
Shall the willful heart rebel? 
If a blessing he withhold 
In the lield or in the fold. 
Is it not himself to be 
All our store eternally ? 



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3 What our Fatber does is well ; 
Though he sadden hill and dell, 
Upward yet our praises rise 

For the strength his word supplies. 
He has called us sons ol God; 
Can we murmur at his rod? 

4 What our Father does is well ; 
May the thought within us dwell ; 
Though no milk nor honey flow 



REGENT SQUARE. 



In our barren Canaan now, 
God can save us in our need, 
God can bless us, God can feed. 

5 Therefore unto him we raise 
Hymns of glory, songs of praise; 
To the Father and the Son 
And the Spirit, three in one, 
Honor, might and glory be, 
Now and through eternity. 

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1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven. 
To his feet thy t.ibute bring ; 

Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven. 
Evermore his praises sing; 

Alleluia! Alleluia! 
Praise the everlasting King. 

2 Praise him for his grace and favor 
To our fathers in distress; 

Praise him still the same as ever. 
Slow to chide and swift to bless; 

Alleluia: Alleluia! 
Glorious in his faithfulness. 



3 Father like, he tends and spares us, 

Well our feeble frame he knows ; 
In his hands he gently bears us. 
Rescues us from all our foes; 

Alleluia! Alleluia! 
Widely yet his mercj' flows. 

4 Angels in the height, adore him; 

\e behold him face to face; 

Saints, triumphant bow before him. 

Gathered in from everj- race , 

Alleluia! Alleluia! 

Praise with us the God of grace. 
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CHURCH. 



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833 



1 Our land, O Lord ! with songs of praise 

Shall in thy strength rejoice, 
And, blest with thy salvation, raise 
To heaven a cheerful voice. 

2 Thy sure defence through nations round 

Hath spread our country's name, 
And all her humble efforts crowned 
With freedom and with fame. 

3 In deep distress a patriot band 

Implored thy pow'r to save; 



MONKLAND 



For liberty they prayed; thy hand 
The timely blessing gave. 

4 On thee, in want, in woe or pain. 

Our hearts alone rely; 
Our rights thy mercy will maintain, 
And all our wants supply. 

5 Thus, Lord ! thy wondrous pow'r declare. 

And still exalt thy fame; 
While we glad songs of praise prepare 
For thine almighty name. 




834 



1 Swell the anthem, raise the song. 
Praises to our God belong; 
Saints and angels join to sing 
Praise to heav'n's almighty King. 

2 Blessings from his lib'ral hand 
Pour around this happy land; 
Let our hearts, beneath his sway, 
Hail the bright, triumphant day. 

378 



Now to thee our joys ascend. 
Thou hast been our heav'nly Friend; 
Guarded by thy mighty pow'r, 
Peace and freedom blc,ss our shore. 
Hark! the voice of nature sings 
Praises to the King of kings; 
Let us join the choral song, 
And the heav'nly notes prolong. 



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1 Lord! while for all mankind we pray, 

Of every clime and coast, 
Oh, hear us for our native land— 
The land we love the most. 

2 Oh, guard our shore from every foe. 

With peace our borders bless, 
With prosperous times our cities crown, 
Our fields with plenteousness. 

3 Unite us in the sacred love 

Of knowledge, truth and thee, 



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And let our hills and valleys shout 
The songs of liberty. 

4 Here may religion, pure and mild, 

Smile on our Sabbath hours. 
And piety and virtue bless 
The home of us and ours. 

5 Lord of the nations I thus to thee 

Our country we commend ; 
Be thou her refuge and her trust, 
Her everlasting friend. 



C. M. 




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1 Lord! thou hast scourged our guilty land. 

Behold thy people mourn ; 
Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand, 
And mercy ne'er return? 

2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye 

Earths haughty towers decay; 



Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky, 
And mortals melt away. 

3 Our Zion trembles at the stroke, 
And dreads thy lifted hand ; 
Oh, heal the people thou hast broke. 
And save the sinking land. 
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Through him whose name alone is great, 
Our Saviour and our advocate. 

5 And thus we come, O God ! to-day, 
And all our woes before thee lay. 
For tried, afflicted, lo! we stand. 
Peril and foes on every hand. 

6 Ah ! hide not for our sins thy face; 
Absolve us through thy boundless grace; 
Be with us in our anguish still, 

Free us at last from every ill. 

7 That so with all our hearts may we 
Once more with joy give thanks to thee, 
And walk obedient to thy word. 

And now and ever praise the Lord. 



837 

1 Whex in our hour of utmost need 
We know not where to loolt for aid. 
When days and niglits of anxious thought 
Nor help nor counsel yet have brought, 

2 Then this our comfort is alone, 
That we may meet before thy throne, 
And cry, O faithful God ! to thee 
For rescue from our misery ; 

3 To thee may raise our hearts and eyes. 
Repenting sore with bitter sighs. 
And seek thy pardon for our sin. 
And respite from our griefs within. 

4 For thou hast promised, graciously 
To hear all those who cry to thee 

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1 SovEREiGX of all the worlds above ! 

Thy glory, with unclouded rays, 
Shines through the realms of light and love, 
Inspiring angels with thy praise. 

2 Thj' pow'r we own, thy grace adore; 

Thou deign'st to visit man below; 
And in affliction's darkest hour 
The humble shall thy mercy know. 

3 These western States at thy command 

Rose from dependence and distress; 
Prosperity now crowns the land. 
And millions join thy name to bless. 

4 Praise is thy due, eternal King! 

We '11 speak the wonders of thy love; 
With grateful hearts our tribute bring. 
And emulate the hosts above. 

5 Oh, be thou still our guardian God, 

Preserve these States from ev'ry foe, 
From party rage, from scenes of blood. 
From sin and every cause of woe". 

6 Here may the great Redeemer reign, 

Display his grace and saving power; 



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Here liberty and truth maintain. 
Till empires fall to rise no more. 



839 



1 Salvation doth to God belong, 

His power and grace shall be our song; 
From him alone all mercies flow. 
His arm alone subdues the foe. 

2 Then praise this God, who bows his ear 
Propitious to his people's prayer; 
And though deliverance he may staj^. 
Yet answers still in his own day. 

.3 Oh, may this goodness lead our land. 
Still saved by thine almighty hand, 
The tribute of its love to bring 
To thee, our Saviour and our King, 

4 Till every public temple raise 

A song of triumph to thy praise. 
And every peaceful private home 
To thee a temple shall become. 

5 Still be it our supreme delight 

To walk as in thy glorious sight, 

Still in thy precepts and thy fear 

Till life's last hour to persevere. 
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BATTY. 



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840 



1 Dread Jehovah ! God of nations ! 

From thy temple in the slcies 

Hear thy people's supplications ; 

Now for their deliv'rance rise. 

2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, 

Long and loud for vengeance call, 

Thou hast mercy more abounding; 

Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 



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3 Let that love veil our transgression, 

Let that blood our guilt efface ; 

Save thy people from oppression, 

Save from spoil thy holy place. 

4 Lo! with deep contrition turning, 

Humbly at thy feet we bend ; 
Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning, 
Hear us, spare us, and defend. 




1 In grief and fear, to thee, O Lord ! 

For succor now we fly ; 
Thine awful judgments are abroad. 

Oh, shield us lest we die. 
The fell disease on every side 

Walks forth with tainted breath. 

And pestilence, with rapid stride. 

Bestrews the land with death. 
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2 Oh, look with pity on the scene 

Of sadness and of dread. 
And let thine angel stand between 

Tl^e living and the dead. 
With contrite hearts to thee, our King, 

Wc turn, who oft have strayed; 
Accept the sacrifice we bring. 

And let the plague be stayed. 



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1 Before the Lord we bow, 

The God who reigns above, 
And rules the world below. 
Boundless in power and love. 
Our thanks we bring 
In joy and praise, 
Our hearts we raise 
To heaven's high King. 

2 The nation thou hast blest 

May well thy love declare, 
From foes and fears at rest, 
Protected by thy care. 
For this fair land. 
For this bright day. 
Our thanks we pay. 
Gifts of thy hand. 



3 May every mountain height, 
Each vale and forest green. 
Shine in thy word's pure light. 
And its rich fruits be seen. 
May every tongue 
Be tuned to praise. 
And join to raise 
A grateful song. 



4 Earth, hear thy Maker's voice, 
Thy great Redeemer own ; 
Believe, obey, rejoice, 
And worship him alone. 
Cast down thy pride, 
Thy sin deplore. 
And bow before 
The Crucified. 



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843 



1 How welcome was the call, 

And sweet the festal lay, 
When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall 
To bless the marriage day ! 

2 And happy was the bride, 

And glad the bridegroom's heart, 
For he who tarried at tlieir side 
Bade grief and ill depart. 

3 His gracious power divine 

The water vessels knew, 
And plenteous was the mystic wine 
The wondering servants drew. 

4 O Lord of life and love ! 

Come thou again to-day! 
And bring a blessing from above 
That ne'er shall pass away. 

5 Oh, bless, as erst of old, 

The bridegroom and the bride; 
Bless with the holier stream that flowed 
Forth from thy picrcOd side. 



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6 Before thine altar-throne 
This mercy we implore; 
As thou dost knit them. Lord ! in one, 
So bless them evermore. 



PR A YER-MEETING. 



BERA. 



L. M. 




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844 

1 Great God ! indulge my humble claim, 

Thou art my hope, raiy joy, my rest; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest, 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise ! 

Thou art my Father and my God ; 
And I am thine by sacred ties. 
Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 

|J With early feet I love t' appear 

Among thy saints, and seek thy face; 

! Oft have I seen thy glory tliere, 

And felt the power of sovereign grace. 

I I '11 lift my hands, I 'II raise my voice. 

While I have breath to pray or praise; 
This work shall make my heart rejoice. 
And spend the remnant of my days. 

{845 

II What various hindrances we meet 
I In coming to a mercy-seat ! 

i Yet who that knows the worth of prayer 
I But wishes to be often there? 

;J Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw, 
I Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
j Gives exercise to faith and love, 
I Brings every blessing from above. 

} B^straining prayer, we cease to fight; 

i Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright; 
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And Satan trembles when he sees 
The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 Have you no words? Ah ! think again; 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent 
To Heaven in supplication sent. 

Your cheerful song would oftener be, 
" Hear what the Lord has done for me." 



846 



1 Where high the heavenly temple stands, 
The house of God not made with hands, 
A great High Priest our nature wears. 
The Guardian of mankind appears. 

2 Though now ascended up on high. 
He bends on earth a brother's eye; 
Partaker of the human name. 

He knows the fi'ailty of our frame. 

3 In every pang that rends the heart 
The Man of soitows had a part; 
He sympathizes with our grief, 
And to the sufferer sends relief. 

4 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 

Let us make all our sorrows known. 

And ask the aid of heavenly power 

To help us in the evil hour. 

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1 Come, thou almighty King 
Help us thy name to sing, 

Help us to praise; 
Father! all-glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come and reign over us, 

Ancient of days ! 

2 Come, thou incarnate Word! 
Gird on thy mighty sword; 

Our prayer attend; 
Come, and thy people bless. 
And give thy word success; 
Spirit of holiness! 

On us descend. 



3 Come, holy Comforter! 
Thy sacred witness bear 

In this glad hour; 
Thou who almighty art! 
Now rule in everj- heart. 
And neer from us depart, 

Spirit of power ! 

4 To the great one in three 
The highest praises be. 

Hence evermore; 
His sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see. 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 



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848 



Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone, 
liCt my religious hours alone; 
Fain would mine eyes my .Saviour see; 
I wait a visit. Lord ! from thee. 

My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
And kindles with a pure desire; 
Come, my dear Jesus! from above, 
.\nd feed my soul with heavenly love. 
386 



3 Blest Saviour! what delicious fare! 
How sweet thine entertainments are! 
Never did angels taste above 
Redeeming grace and dying love. 

4 Hail, great Immanuel, all-divine! 
In thee thy Father's glories shine, 
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one 
That eyes have seen or angels known 



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1 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
That calls me from a world of care, 
I And bids me at my Father's throne 
Make all my wants and wishes known ; 
In seasons of distress and grief 
.vly soul has often found relief. 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare. 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. 

Thy wings shall my petition bear, 

To him whose truth and faithfulness 

Engage the waiting soul to bless ; 

And since he bids me seek his face, 

Believe his word and trust his grace, 

I '11 cast on him my every care, 

And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 

May I thy consolations share. 

Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height 

I view my home and take my flight ; 

This robe of flesh I '11 drop, and rise, 

To seize the everlasting prize ; 



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Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. 

850 

1 Come, let us sing the song of songs ; 

The saints in heaven began the strain; 
The homage which to Christ belongs: 
** Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain !" 

2 Slain to redeem us by his blood. 

To cleanse from every sinful stain. 
And make us kings and priests to God; 
" "Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain !" 

3 To him who suffered on the tree 

Our souls, at his soul's price, to gain, 
Blessing and praise and glory be: 
" Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain !" 

4 To him, enthroned by filial right. 

All power in heaven and earth proclaim 
Honor and majesty and might: 

" Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain !" 

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1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 

Unaltered or expressed ; 
The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 

The falling of a tear. 
The upward glancing of an eye 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 

That infant lips can try ; 
Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice 

Returning from his ways. 
While angels in their songs rejoice. 
And say, " Behold, he prays." 

5 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 

The Christian's native air, 
His watchword at the gates of deatli; 
He enters heaven with prayer. 



852 



1 In all my vast concerns with thee 

In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence. Lord! or flee 
The notice of thine eye. 

2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys 

My rising and my rest, 
My public walks, my private ways, 
And secrets of my breast. 

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3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord 

Before they 're formed within. 
And ere my lips pronounce the word 
He knows the sense I mean. 

4 Oh, wondrous knowledge, deep and high ; 

Where can a creature hide? 
Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Beset on every side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 

And like a bulwark prove 
To guard my soul from every ill. 
Secured by sovereign love. 



853 



1 Far from the world, O Lord ! I flee. 

From strife and tumult far. 
From scenes where Satan wages still 
His most successful war. 

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade. 

With prayer and praise agree ; 
And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made 
For those who follow thee. 

3 There, if thy Spirit toucli the soul. 

And grace her mean abode. 
Oh, with what peace and joy and love 
She then communes with God! 

1 Author and Guardian of my life. 
Sweet Source of light diviiae, 
And all harmonious names in one, 
Blest Saviour! thou art mine. 



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1 My God ! is any hour so sweet. 

From blush of morn to evening star, 
As that which calls me to thy feet, 
The hour of prayer? 

2 Blest is the tranquil hour of morn. 

And blest that solemn hour of eve 
When, on the wings of prayer upborne, 
The world I leave. 

3 Then is my strength by thee renewed; 

Then are my sins by thee forgiven ; 

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With hopes of heaven. 

4 No words can tell what sweet relief 

Here for my evei'y want I find, 
What strength for warfare, balm for grief, 
What peace of mind. 

5 Lord! till I I'each that blissful shore, 

No privilege so dear shall be. 
As thus my inmost soul to pour 
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1 Fkom every storm j^ wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes. 
There is a calm, a sure retreat; 

'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads— 

A place tliiin all besidos more sweet; 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend. 
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Around one common mercy-seat. 

4 There, there on eagle wings we soar. 
And time and sense seem all no more, 
And heav'n comes down our souls to gi'eet, 
And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 

5 Oh, let my hand forget her skill. 
My tongue be silent, cold and still. 
This bounding heart forget to beat, 
If I forget the mercy-seat. 

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1 Pleasant are thy courts above. 
In the land of light and love; 
Pleasant are thy courts below, 
In this land of sin and woe. 
Oh, my spirit longs and faints 
For the converse of thy saints. 
For the brightness of thy face. 
For thy fullness, God of grace ! 

2 Happy birds that sing and fly 
Round thy altars, O Most High? 
Happier souls that find a rest 

In their heavenly Father's breast; 
Like the wandering dove that found 
No repose on earth around. 
They can to their ark repair, 
And enjoy it ever there. 

3 Happy souls! their praises flow 
Even in this vale of woe; 
"Waters in the desert rise. 
Manna feeds them from the skies; 
On they go from strength to strength 
Till they reach thy throne at length; 
At thy feet adoring fall. 

Who hast led them safe through all. 

4 Lord! be mine this prize to win. 
Guide me through this world of sin ; 

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Keep me by thy saving grace, 
Give me at thy side a place ; 
Sun and Shield alike thou art, 
Guide and guard my erring heart; 
Grace and glory flow from thee. 
Shed, oh, shed them. Lord! on me. 



857 



1 "Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold. 

Closed no more by death and sin ; 
Lo! the conquering Lord behold! 
Let the King of glory in." 

2 Hark ! th' angelic host inquire, 

"Who is he, the mighty King?" 

Hark again ! the answering choir 

Thus in strains of triumph sing: 

3 " He whose powerful arm alone 

On his foes destruction hurled; 
He who hath the victory won. 
He who saved a ruined world; 

4 " He who God's pure law fulfllled, 

Jesus, the incarnate Word; 
lie whose truth with blood was sealed, 
He is heaven's all-glorious Lord." 



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1 With songs of sacred joy- 

Extol his glorious name 
Who reared the spacious earth, 

And raised our ruined frame. 
He built the church who spread the sky; 
Sing and exalt his honors high. 

2 See the foundation laid 

By power and love divine; 
Jesus, his first-born Son, 

How bright his glories shine! 
Low he descends, in dust he lies. 
That from his tomb a church might rise. 

3 But he for ever lives, 

Nor for himself alone ; 
Each saint new life derives 

From him, the living Stone, 
His influence spreads through every soul. 
And in one house unites the whole. 

4 To him with joy we move; 

In him cemented stand; 
The living temple grows. 

And owns the Founder's hand. 
That structure, Lord ! still higher raise, 
Louder to sound its Builder's praise. 



859 



1 O THOU that hearest prayer! 

Attend our humble cry, 
And let thy servants sliare 

Thy blessings from on high ; 
We plead the promise of thy word; 
Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord ! 

2 If earthly parents hear 

Their children when they cry, 
If they, with love sincere. 

Their varied wants supply, 
Much more wilt thou thj- love display. 
And answer when thy children pray. 

3 Our heavenly Father, thou ; 

We, children of thy grace; 
Oh, let thy Spirit now 

Descend, and fill the place; 
So shall we feel the heavenly flame, 
And all unite to praise thy name. 

4 Oh, send thy Spirit down 

On all the nations. Lord! 
With great success to crown 

The preaching of thy word. 

Till heathen lands shall own thy sway. 

And cast their idol-gods away. 
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1 Just are thy ways and true thy word, 

Great Rock of my secure abode ! 
Who is a God beside the Lord? 
Or where 's a refuge like our God ? 

2 'Tis he that girds me with his might, 

Gives me his lioly sword to wield, 
And while with sin and hell I fight 
Spreads his salvation for my shield. 

3 He lives, and blessed be my Rock, 

The God of my salvation lives; 
The dark designs of hell are broke; 
Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 



861 



1 Where two or three, with sweet accord. 
Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
Meet to recount his acts of grace, 

And offer solemn prayer and praise, 

2 There will the gracious Saviour be. 
To bless the little company; 
There, to unveil his smiling face, 
And bid his glories fill the place. 

3 We meet at thy command, O liord ! 
Relying on thy faithful word; 
Now send the Spirit from above, 

And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 



862 



When, gracious Lord! when shall it be 
That I shall find my all in Ihee, 
The fullness of thy piomise prove. 
The seal of thine eternal love? 
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2 Ah ! wherefore did I ever doubt? 
Thou wilt in no wise cast me out, 
A helpless soul that comes to thee 
With only sin and misery. 

8 Lord ! I am blind— be thou my sight; 
Lord ! I am weak— be thou my might; 
A helper of the helpless be, 
And let me find my all in thee. 



863 



1 God calling yet! shall I not hear? 
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? 
Shall life's swift passing years all fly, 
And still my soul in slumbers lie? 

2 God calling yet! shall I not rise? 
Can I his loving voice despise 
And basely his kind care repay? 
He calls me still; can I delay? 

3 God calling yet ! and shall he knock. 
And I my heart the closer lock? 

He still is waiting to receive, 
And shall I dare his Spirit grieve? 

4 God calling yet! and shall I give 
No heed, but still in bondage live? 
I wait, but he does not forsake ; 

He calls me still ; my heart, awake! 

5 God calling yet! I cannot stay; 
My heart I yield without delay; 

Vain world, farewell ; from thee I part; 
The voice of God hath reached my heart. 



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1 Dear Father ! to thy mercy-seat 

My soul for shelter flies; 
'Tls here I find a safe retreat 
When storms and tempests rise. 

2 My cheerful hope can never die 

If thou, my God ! art near; 
Thy grace can raise my comforts high, 
And banish every fear. 

3 My great Protector and my Lord ! 

Thy constant aid impart; 
Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word 
Sustain my trembling heart. 

4 Oh, never let my soul remove 

From this divine retreat; 
Still let me trust thy power and love. 
And dwell beneath thy feet. 



865 



1 Now shall my solemn vows be paid 

To that almighty power 
Who heard the long requests I made 
In my distressful hour. 

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare 

To make his mercies known ; 
Come, ye who fear my God, and hear 
The wonders he has done. 

3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, 

I sought his heavenly aid ; 



He saved my sinking soul from hell 
And death's eternal shade. 

4 If sin lay covered in my heart 

While prayer employed my tongue. 
The Lord had shown me no regard. 
Nor I his praises sung, 

5 But God— his name be ever blessed — 

Has set my spirit free. 
Nor turned from him my poor request, 
Nor turned his heart from me. 



866 



1 Grant me within thy courts a place, 

Among thy saints a seat, 

For ever to behold thy face. 

And worship at thy feet; 

2 In thy pavilion to abide 

When storms of trouble blow. 
And in thy tabernacle hide, 
Secure from every foe. 

3 Then leave me not when griefs assail 

And earthly comforts flee; 
When father, mother, kindred, fail, 
My God ! remember me. 

4 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait; 

My soul, disdain to fear; 

The righteous Judge is at the gate. 

And thy redemption near. 

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1 He that hath made his refuge God 
Shall find a most secure abode, 
Shall walk all day beneath his shade, 
And there at night shall rest his head. 



2 Then will I say, " My God! thy power 
Shall be my fortress and my tower; 
I, who am formed of feeble dust, 
Make thine almighty arm my trust." 



3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care 
Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare ; 
Satan, the fowler, who betrays 
Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 



4 If burning beams of noon conspire 
To dart a pestilential fire, 
God is thy life; his wings are spread 
To shield thee with a healthful shade. 



5 If vapors, with malignant breath, 

Rise thick, and scatter midnight-death, 

Israel is safe; the poisoned air 

Grows pure if Israel's God be there. 
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868 

I With all my powers of heart and tongue 
I'll praise my Maker in my song; 
Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
Approve the song and join the praise. 



2 I '11 sing thy truth and mercy. Lord ! 
I '11 sing the wonders of thy word ; 
Not all the works and names below 
So much thy power and glory show. 



3 To God I cried when troubles rose. 
He heard me and subdued my foes; 
He did my rising fears control. 
And strength diffused through all my soul. 



4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand. 
Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 
Thy words my fainting soul revive, 
And keep my dying faith alive. 



5 Grace will complete what grace begins, 
To save from sorrows and from sins ; 
The work that wisdom undertiikes 
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 



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1 Welcome, O Saviour ! to my heart ; 
Possess thine humble throne; 
Bid every rival hence depart, 
And claim me for thine own. 



2 The world and Satan I forsake, 
To thee I all resign ; 
My longing heart, O Jesus! take, 
And fill with love divine. 



3 Oh, may I never turn aside. 
Nor from thy bosom flee ; 
Let nothing here my heart divide ; 
I give it all to thee. 



870 



1 With my whole heart I 've sought thy face. 

Oh, let me never stray 
From thy commands, O God of grace ! 
Nor tread the sinner's way. 

2 Thy word I 've hid within my heart 

To keep my conscience clean, 
And be an everlasting guard 
From every rising sin. 



3 I 'm a companion of the saints 

Who fear and love the Lord; 
My sorrows rise, my nature faints. 
When men transgress thy word. 

4 My God ! I long, I hope, I wait. 

For thy salvation still. 
While thy whole law is my delight, 
And I obey thy will. 



871 



1 Salvation! oh, the joyful sound; 

'T is pleasure to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Buried iiv sorrow and in sin. 

At hell's dark door we lay ; 
But we arise, by grace divine, 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around. 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. , 

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1 While life prolongs its precious light 

Mercy is found and peace is given ; 

But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night 

Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

2 While God invites, how blest the day ! 

How sweet the gospeUs charming sound! 
Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 

3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 

Shall death command you to the grave, 
Befoz-e his bar your spirits bring, 
And none be found to hear or save. 

4 In that lone land of deep despair 

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
No God regard your bitter prayer, 
Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 

5 Now God invites, how blest the day ! 

How sweet the gospel's charming sound! 
Come, sinners, haste, oh, liaste away. 
While yet a pardoning God is found. 



873 



1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 

And thousands walk together there, 
But wisdom shows a narrow path. 
With here and there a traveler. 

2 "Deny thyself and take thy cross" 

Is the Redeemer's great command; 
Nature must count her gold but dross 
If she would gain this heavenly land. 
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3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 

And walks the ways of God no more, 
Is but esteemed almost a saint, 
And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord ! let not all my hopes be vain ; 

Create my heart entirely new, 
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain. 
Which false apostates never knew. 



874 



1 Say, sinner, hath a voice within 

Oft whispered to thy secret soul. 
Urged thee to leave the ways of sin 
And yield thy heart to God's control? 

2 Sinner! it was a heavenly voice, 

It was the Spirit's gracious call; 
It bade thee make the better choice. 
And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 

8 Spurn not the call to life and light; 
Regard in time the warning kind; 
That call thou maj'St not always slight, 
And yet the gate of mercy find. 

4 God's Spirit will not always strive 

With hardened, self-destroying man; 
Ye who persist his love to grieve 
May never hear his voice again. 

5 Sinner! perhaps this very day 

Thy last accepted time may be; 
Oh, shouldst thou grieve him now away, 
Then hope may never beam on thee. 



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1 To-day the Saviour calls; 

Ye wanderers, come ; 
O ye benighted souls ! 
Why longer roam? 

2 To-day the Saviour calls ; 

Oh, hear him now; 
"Within these sacred walls 
To Jesus bow. 



3 To-day the Saviour calls; 

For refuge fly ; 
The storm of justice falls, 
And death is nigh. 

4 The Spirit calls to-day ; 

Yield to his power; 
Oh, grieve him not away; 
'T is mercy's hour. 



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1 No, not despairingly 

Come I to thee ; 
No, not distrustingly 

Bend I the knee; 
Sin hatli gone over nae, 
Yet is this still m.y plea, 

Jesus hath died. 

2 Lord ! I confess to thee 

Sadly my sin ; 
All I am tell I thee. 
Ail I have been ; 



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Purge thou my sin away. 
Wash thou my soul this day ; 
Lord! make me clean. 

3 Faithful and just art thou, 

Forgiving all ; 
Loving and kind art thou 

When poor ones call ; 

Lord ! let the cleansing blood. 

Blood of the Lamb of God, 

Pass o'er ray soul ! 

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1 Exalt the Lord our God, 

And worship at his feet; 
His nature is all holiness, 
And mercy is his seat. 

2 When Israel was his church, 

When Aaron was his priest, 
When Moses cried, when Samuel praj'ed, 
He gave his people rest. 

3 Oft he forgave tiieir sins. 

Nor would destroy their race; 
And oft he made his justice known 
When they abused his grace. 

4 Exalt the Lord our God, 

Whose grace is still the same; 
Still he's a God of holiness, 
And jealous for his name. 



878 



1 Now is th' accepted time. 

Now is the day of grace ; 
O sinners! come, without delay, 
And seek the Saviour's face. 

2 Now is th' accepted time, 

The Saviour calls to-day; 
To-morrow it may be too late; 
Then why should you delay? 

3 Now is th' accepted time, 

The gospel bids you come; 
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And every promise in his word 
Declares there yet is room. 

4 Lord ! di'aw reluctant souls, 
And melt them by thj' love; 
Then will the angels speed their way 
To bear the news above. 



879 



1 Come, Holy Spirit! come; 

Let thy bright beams arise; 
Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
The darkness from our eyes. 

2 Convince us of our sin ; 

Then lead to Jesus' blood, 
And to our wondering view reveal 
The mercies of our God. 

3 Revive our drooping faith, 

Our doubts and fears remove, 
And kindle in our breasts the flame 
Of never-dying love. 

4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart. 

To sanctify the soul, 
To pour fi-esh life in every part, 
And new-create the whou*. 

5 Come, Holy Spirit! come; 

Our minds from bondt^e free: 
Then shall we know and praise and love 
The Father, Son and thee. 



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1 Saviour! visit thy plantation; 

Grant us, Lord ! a gracious rain ; 
All will come to desolation 

Unless thou return again ; 
Lord ! revive us. 
All our help must come from thee. 

2 Keep no longer at a distance. 

Shine upon us from on high, 
Lest for want of thine assistance 
Every plant should droop and die. 

3 Dearest Saviour ! hasten hither. 

Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
Oh, permit them not to wither, 
Let not all our hopes be vain. 

4 Break the tempter's fatal power; 

Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
And begin from this good hour 
To revive thy work afresh. 



881 



1 Lord ! with glowing heart 1 'd praise thee 
For the bliss thy love bestows, 



For the pardoning grace that saves me, 
And the peace that from it flows. 

2 Help, O God ! my weak endeavor; 

This dull soul to rapture raise; 
Thou must light the flame, or never 
Can my love be warmed to praise. 

3 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, 

Wretched wanderer, far astray; 
Found thee lost and kindly brought thee 
From the paths of death away ; 

4 Praise, with love's devout^st feeling, 

Him who saw thy guilt-born fear. 
And. the light of hope revealing, 
Bade the blood-stained cross appear. 

5 Lord! this bosom's ardent feeling 

Vainly would my lips express; 
Low before thy footstool kneeling. 
Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless. 

G Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure. 

Love's pure flame within me raise; 

And, since words can never measure, 

Let my life show forth thy praise. 
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Blest is the man whose softening heart 

Feels all another's pain, 
To whom the supplicating eye 

Was never raised in vain ; 



2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth 
A strangers woes to feel, 
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound 
He wants the power to heal. 



3 He spreads his kind, supporting arms 
To every child of grief; 
His secret bounty largely flows, 
And brings unasked relief. 



4 To gentle offices of love 
His feet are never slow ; 
He views through mercy's melting eye 
A brother in a foe. 



5 Peace from the bosom of his God 

The Saviour's grace shall give; 

And when he kneels before the throne, 

His trembling soul shall live. 
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1 Almighty God ! thy word is cast 
Like seed into the ground ; 
Oh, may it grow in humble hearts, 
And righteous fruits abound. 



2 Let not the foe of Christ and man 
This holy seed I'emove, 
But give it root in praying souls 
To bring forth fruits of love. 



3 Let not the world's deceitful cares 
The rising plant destroy, 
But may it, in converted minds. 
Produce the fruits of joy. 



4 Let not thy word, so kindly sent 
To raise us to thy throne. 
Return to thee, and sadly tell 
That we reject thy Son. 



5 Great God! come down, and on thy word 
Thy mighty power bestow, 
That all who hear the joyful sound 
Thj' saving grace may know. 



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1 O God I beneath thy guiding hand 

Our exiled fathers crossed the sea; 
And when they trod the wintry strand, 
With prayer and psalm they worshiped 
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2 Thou heardst, well pleased, the song, the 

prayer; 
Thy blessing came, and still its power 
Shall onward through all ages bear 
The memory of that holy hour. 

3 Laws, freedom, truth and faith in God 

Came with those exiles oer the waves; 
And where their pilgrim feet have trod 
The God they trusted guards their graves. 

4 And here thy name, O God of love ! 

Their children's children shall adore. 
Till these eternal hills remove. 
And spring adorns the earth no more. 

'885 

1 Behold, the heathen waits to know 
The joy the gospel will bestow. 
The exiled captive to receive 

The freedom Jesus has to give. 

2 Come, let us. with a grateful heart, 
In this blest labor share a part; 

Our prayers and offerings gladly bring 

To aid the triumphs of our King. 
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3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise 
That we have seen these latter days, 
When our Redeemer shall be known 
Where Satan long hath held his throne. 

4 W'here'er his hand hath spread the skies. 
Sweet incense to his name shall rise, 
And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, 
By sovereign grace be formed anew. 



886 



1 Lord of the harvest ! bend thine ear. 
For Zion's heritage appear; 

Oh, send forth laborers filled with zeal, 
Swift to obey their Master's will. 

2 Our lifted eyes, O Lord! behold 

The ripening harvest tinged with gold; 
Wide fields are opening to our view; 
The work is great, the laborers few. 

3 Under the guidance of thy hand 
May Zion's sons to every land 
Go forth, to bless the dying race. 
As heralds of redeeming grace. 

4 Bid all their hearts with ardor glow 

The Saviour's dying love to show. 

And spread the gospel's joyful sound 

Far as the race of man is found. 
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1 God of the morning! at whose voice 

The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
And like a giant doth rejoice 
To run his journey through the skies, 

2 Oh, like the sun. may I fulfill 

Th' appointed duties of the day; 
With ready mind and active will 
March on, and keep my heavenly way. 

3 Lord ! thy commands are clean and pure, 

Enlightening our beclouded eyes. 
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure. 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 

4 Give me thy counsel for my guide, 

And then receive me to thy bliss; 
All my desires and hopes beside 
Are faint and cold compared with this. 



888 



1 O Jesus. Lord of heavenly grace! 
Thou brightness of thy Father's face, 
Tliou Fountain of eternal light 

Whose beams disperse the shades of night! 

2 Come, holy Sun of heavenly love! 
Send down thy radiance from above; 
And to our inmost hearts convey 
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray. 

3 May faith, deep-rooted in the soul. 
The flesh subdue, the mind control ; 
May guile depart and discord cease, 
And all within be joy and peace. 

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4 Oh, hallowed thus be every day; 
Let meekness be our morning ray 
And faithful love our noonday lig 
And hope our sunset, calm and bi 



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5 O Christ! with each returning morn. 
Thine image to our hearts is borne; 
Oh, may we ever clearly see 
Our Saviour and our God in thee. 



889 



1 New every morning is the love 
Our wakening and uprising prove ; 
Thro' sleep and darkness safely brought, 
Restored to life and power and thought. 

2 New mercies each returning d.iy 
Hover around us while we pray. 
New perils past, new sins forgiven. 



New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 

3 If, on our daily course, our mind 
Be set to hallow all we tind, 

New treasures still, of countless price, 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

4 The trivial round, the common task, 
Will furnish all we need to ask. 
Room to deny ourselves, a road 

To bring us daily nearer God. 

5 Only, O Lord ! in thy dear love. 
Fit us for perfect rest above. 
And help us this and every day 
To live more nearly as we pray. 



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1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake ofl' dull sloth, and joyful rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part. 
Who, all night long, unwearied sing 
High praise to thee, eternal King! 



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And hast refreshed me while I slept; 
Grant. Lord! when I from death shall wake, 
I may of endless life partake. 

4 Lord ! I my vows to thee renew ; 
Scatter my sins as morning dew ; 

Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
And with thyself my spirit fill. 

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1 OxcE more, my soul, the rising day 

Salutes thy waking eyes; 
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
To him who rules the skies. 

2 Xight unto night his name repeats. 

The day renews the sound, 
Wide as the heaven on which he sits 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'T is he supports my mortal frame. 

My tongue shall speak his praise; 



My sins would rouse his wrath to flame. 
And yet his wrath delays. 

4 A thousand wretched souls are fled 

Since the last setting sun, 
And yet he lengthens out my thread, 
And yet my moments run. 

5 Great God ! let all my hours be thine 

Whilst I enjoy the light; 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a peaceful night. 
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LULLINGTON. 




892 

1 Lord of my life ! oh, may thy praise 
• Employ my noblest powers, 
"Whose goodness lengthens out my days 

And fills the circling liours. 

2 Preserved by thine almighty arm, 

I passed the shades of night 
Secure and safe from every harm, 
And see returning light. 

3 While many spent the night in sighs 

And restless pains and woes, 
In gentle sleep I closed my eyes, 
In undisturbed repose. 

DETROIT. 



4 "When sleep, death's image, o'er me spread, 

And I unconscious lay, 
Thy watchful care was round my bed 
To guard my feeble clay. 

5 Oh, let the same almighty care 

My w^aking hours attend; 
From every danger, every snare, 
My heedless steps defend. 

6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 

And guide my future days. 
And let thy goodness fill my soul 
With gratitude and praise. 

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1 Skuene I laid me down 

Beneath God's guardian care; 
I slept, and I awoke and found 
My kind Preserver near. 

2 Oh, how shall I repay 

The bounties of my God? 
This feeble spirit pants beneath 
The pleasing, painful load. 
404 



Dear Saviour! to thy cross 

1 bring iny sacrifice; 
Tinged with thy blood, it shall ascend 

Willi fragrance to the skies. 
My life I would anew 

Devote, O Lord ! to thee. 
And in thy servicre I would spend 

A long eternity. 



MORNING. 



EATON. 




894 



1 ^¥HEX, streamin": from the eastern skies, 
The morning lijrht salutes mine eyes, 

O Sun of righteousness divine! 
On me with beams of mercy sliine; 
Chase the darli clouds of guilt away. 
And turn my darkness into day. 

2 And when to heav'n's all glorious King 
iSIy morning sacrifice I bring, 

And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame. 



YOAKLEY. 



Ask mercy in my Saviours name. 
Then, Jesus! cleanse me with thy blood, 
And be my Advocate with God. 

And at my life's last setting sun, 
My conflicts o'er, my labors done, 
Jesus! thy heav'nly radiance shed, 
To cheer and bless my dying bed. 
And from death's gloom my spirit raise 
To see thy face and sing thy praise. 



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My morning prayers shall offerd be, 

For thee ray thirsty soul does pant; 
My fainting tlesh implores thy grace, 
As in a dry and barren place. 

Where I refreshing waters want. 

2 Oh, to my longing eyes, once more 
That view of glorious power restore 

Which thy majestic house displays; 
Because to me thy wondrous love 
Than life itself does dearer prove. 

My lips shall always speak thy praise. 



3 My life, w^hile I that life enjoy, 
In blessing God I will employ. 

With lifted hands adore his name; 
As. with its choicest food supplied, 
My soul shall be full satisfied, 

While I with joy his praise proclaim. 

4 When down I lie sweet sleep to find. 
Thou, l.ord ! art present to my mind, 

And when I wake in dead of night; 
Because thou still dost succor bring, 
Beui'ath the shadow of thy wing 

1 rest with safety and delight. 
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Christ, the true, the only light. 
Sun of righteousness! arise, 

Triumph o'er the shades of night; 
Day-spring from on high ! be near, 
Day-star ! in my heart appear. 

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 

Unaccompanied by thee; 
Joyless is the day's return 
Till thy mercy's beams I see, 



Till they inward light impart, 
Glad my eyes and warm my heart. 



3 Visit, then, this soul of mine. 

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 
Fill me. Radiancy divine ! 
Scatter all my unbelief; 
More and more thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. 



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1 In the morning hear my voice, 
liSt me in thy light rejoice; 

God, my Sun ! my strength renew, 
Send tiiy blessing down like dew. 

2 Through the duties of the day 
Grant me grace to watch and pray; 
Live as always seeing thee. 
Knowing thou, God I seest me. 

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3 When the round of care is run, 
And the stars succeed the sun. 
Songs of prayer with praise unite, 
Crown the day and hail the night. 

4 Thus with thee, my God! my Friendl 
Times begin, continue, end. 

While life's joys and sorrows pass, 
Like the changes of the grass. 



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1 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear ! 
It is not night if thou be near; 

Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise 
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 

2 When soft the dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
For ever on my Saviour's breast! 

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For without thee I cannot live; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without thee I dare not die. 

4 Come near to bless us when we wake, 
Ere through the world our way we take, 
Till in the ocean of thy love 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 



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1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on. 

Thus far his power prolongs my days; 
And every evening should make known 
Some fresh memorials of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste. 

And I, perhaps, am near my home; 
But he forgives my follies past, 
He gives me strength for days to come. 



3 I lay my body down to sleep. 

Peace is the pillow for my head; 
While well-appointed angels keep 
Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, 

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb. 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 

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1 My God ! how endless is thy love ! 

Thj- gifts are ev'ry evening new, 
And morning mercies from above 
Gently distill like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night, 

Great Guardian of my sleeping hours! 



Thy sov'reign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command, 
To thee I consecrate my days; 
Perpetual blessings from thy hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 



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1 Gkeat God ! to thee my evening song 

With humble gratitude I raise: 
Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue. 
And fill my lieart with lively praise, 

2 My days, unclouded as they pass, 

And every gentle, rolling hour, 
Are monuments of wondrous grace. 
And witness to thy love and power. 

3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart. 

Too oft regardless of thy love. 
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Ungrateful can from thee depart, 
And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 

4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 

Of Jesus ; his dear name alone 
I plead for pardon, gracious God ! 
And kind acceptance at thy throne, 

5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close. 

With sleep refresh my feeble frame; 
Safe in thy care may I repose. 
And wake with praises to thy name. 



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1 All praise to thee, my God ! this night, 
For all the blessings of the light; 
Keep me, oh keep me, King of kings! 
Beneath thine own almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me. Lord! for thj' dear Son, 
The ill that I this day have done, 
That with the world, myself and thee 
I. ere I sleep, at peace maj' be. 

3 Teach me to live that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed. 

To die that this vile body may 
Rise glorious at the awful day. 



4 Oh, may my soul on thee repose. 

And maj' sweet sleep mine eyelids close- 
Sleep that -shall me more vigorous make 
To serve my God when I awake. 

5 When in the night I sleepless lie. 

My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; 
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest. 
No power of darkness me molest. 

6 Oh, when shall I in endless day 
For ever chase dark sleep away, 
And praise with the angelic choir 
Incessant sing, and never tire? 



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1 The day, O Lord ! is spent; 

Abide with us. and rest; 
Our hearts' desires are fully bent 
On making thee our guest. 

2 We have not reached that land. 

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Whose sun can never set. 

8 Our sun is sinking now ; 
Our day is almost o'er; 
O Sun of righteousness! do thou 
Shine on us evermore. 

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ANGELUS. 




904 



1 At even, ere the sun was set, 

The sick, O Lord! around thee lay; 
Oh, in what divers pains tliey met! 
Oh, with what joy they went away ! 

2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we, 

Oppressed with various ills, draw near; 
What if thy form we cannot see? 
"We know and feel that thou art here 

3 O Saviour Christ! our woes dispel, 

For some are sick and some are sad. 
And some have never loved thee well. 
And some have lost the love they had ; 

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4 And some have found the world is vain, 

Yet from the world they break not free, 
And some have friends who give them pain. 
Yet have not sought a friend in thee. 

5 O Saviour Christ! thou too art Man : 

Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; 
Thy kind but searching glance can scan 
The very wounds that shame would hide. 

6 Thy touch has still its ancient power; 

No word from thee can fruitless fall ; 
Hear in this solemn evening hour. 
And in thy mercy heal us all. 

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Ol), teach me how to pray. 

2 Let each returning night declare 

The tokens of tliy love, 
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And every hour thy grace prepare 
My soul for joys above. 

3 And when on earth I close mine eyes, 
To sleep in death's embrace, 
Let me to heaven and glory rise, 
To sec thy smiling face. 



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L Sweet Saviour! bless us ere we go; 
Thy word into our minds instill, 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 

With lowly love and fervent will : 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus ! be our Light. 

I The day is gone, its hours have run, 
And thou hast taken count of all — 

The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 
The broken vow, the frequent fall; 

Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 

O gentle Jesus ! be our Light. 

I Grant us, dear Lord ! from evil ways 

True absolution and release. 
And bless us more than in past days 

With purity and inward peace; 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus ! be our Light. 



4 Do more than pardon, give us joy. 

Sweet fear and sober liberty, 
And simple hearts without alloy 

That only long to be like thee ; 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus ! be our Light. 

5 Labor is sweet, for thou hast toiled, 

And care is light, for thou hast cared; 
Ah ! never let our works be soiled 

With strife, or by deceit ensnared; 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus ! be our Light. 

6 For all we love, the poor, the sad. 

The sinful, unto thee we call; 
Oh, let thy mercy make us glad ; 

Thou art our Jesus and our All ; 
Thro' life's long day and death's dark night, 
O gentle Jesus ! be our Light. 

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SOUTHPORL 



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1 Dread Sovereign! let my evening song 

Like holy incense rise ; 
Assist the offerings of my tongue 
To reach the lofty skies. 

2 Through all the dangers of the day 

Thy hand was still my guard. 
And still to drive my wants away 
Thy mercy stood prepared. 

3 Perpetual blessings from above 

Encompass me around; 
But oh how few returns of love 
Hath my Creator found! 

4 What have I done for him who died 

To save my wretched soul? 
How are my follies multiplied, 
Fast as the minutes roll ! 

5 Lord! with this guilty heart of mine 

To thy dear cross I flee. 
And to thy grace my soul resign, 
To be renewed by thee. 



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1 Lorij! thou wilt hear me when I pray 

I am for ever thine; 
I fear before thee all the day, 
Nor would I dare to sin. 

2 And while I rest my weary head 

From cares and businesH free, 
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'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
With my own heart and thee. 

3 I pay this evening sacrifice; 
And when my work is done. 
Great God ! my faith, my hope, relies 
Upon thy grace alone. 

A Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, 
I'll give mine eyes to sleep; 
Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
Aad will my slumbers keep. 

909 

1 Now from the altar of our hearts 

Let flames of love arise; 
Assist us. Lord ! to offer up 
Our evening sacrifice. 

2 Minutes and mercies multiplied 

Have made up all this day; 
Minutes came quick, but mercies were 
More fleet, more free, than they. 

3 New time, new favors and new joys 

Do a new song require; 
Till we shall praise thee as we would. 
Accept our hearts' desire. 

4 Lord of our time! whose hand hath set 

New time upon our score, 
Thee may we praise for all our time, 
When time shall be no more. 



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1 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day ! 

Begone, disturbing care ; 
And look, my soul, from earth, away 
To him who heareth prayer. 

2 How sweet the tear of penitence 

Before his throne of grace ! 
"While to the contrite spirit's sense 
He shows his smiling face. 

3 How sweet, through long-remembered years. 

His mercies to recall, 
And, pressed with wants and griefs and fears. 
To trust his love for all ! 

4 How sweet to look in thoughtful hope 

Beyond this fading sky. 
And hear him call his children up 
To his fair home on high ! 

5 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven 

To dawn beyond the west; 
So let my soul in life's last even 
Retire to glorious rest. 



911 



1 O Lord ! another day is flown. 

And we, a lonely band. 
Are met once more before th\' throne 
To bless thy fostering hand. 

2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear 

To praises low as ours? 



Thou wilt; lor thou dost love to hear 
The song which meekness pours. 

3 And, Jesus! thou thy smiles wilt deign 
As we before thee pray ; 
For thou didst bless the infant train, 
And we are less than they. 



912 



1 I LOVE to Steal a while away 

From every cumbering care, 
And spend the hours of setting day 
In humble, grateful prayer. 

2 I love, in solitude, to shed 

The penitential tear, 
And all his promises to plead 
Where none but God is near. 

3 I love to think on mercies past 

And future good implore. 
And all my cares and sorrows cast 
On him whom I adore. 

4 I love by faith to take a view 

Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 
The prospect doth my strength renew 
While here by tempests driven. 

5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 

May its departing ray 

Be calm as this impressive hour, 

And lead to endless day. 

413 



EVENING. 



PENTONVILLE. 



S. M. 




913 



1 The day is past and gone, 

The evening shades appear; 
Oh, may I ever keep in mind 
The night of death draws near. 

2 I lay my garments by. 

Upon my bed to rest; 
So death will soon remove me hence, 
And leave my soul undressed. 

GOLDEN HILL 



3 Lord ! keep me safe this night. 

Secure from all my fears ; 
May angels guard me while I sleep 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when my days are past, 

And I from time remove. 
Lord ! may I in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love. 

s. in. 




914 



1 To-MORROw. Lord! is thine. 

Lodged in thy sov'reign hand; 
And if its sun arise and shine, 
It shines by thy command. 

2 The present moment flies. 

And bears our life away ; 
Oh. make thy servants truly wise. 
That they may live to-day. 
414 



One thing demands our care; 

Oh, be it still pursued. 
Lest, slighted once, the season fair 

Should never be renewed. 

To Jesus may we fly 

Swift as the morning light, 
Lest life's young golden beam should die 

In sudden, endless night. 



E VENINO. 



THE LAST BEAM. 



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Father in heaven ! the day is declining. 
Safety and innocence fly %vith the light. 
Temptation and danger walk forth with the 

night; 
From the fall of the shade till the morning- 
bells chime 
Shield me from danger, save me from crime. 
Father, have mercy. Father, have mercy. 
Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our 
Lord. 



Father in heaven ! oh, hear when we call — 
Hear for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all; 
Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might. 
In doubting and darkness thy love be our 

light; 
Let us sleep on thy breast while the night 

taper burns, 
Wake in thy arms when morning returns. 
Father, have mercy. Father, have mercy, 
Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our 

Lord. 

415 



EVENING. 



WESSEX. 



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1 LOKD of my life ! whose tender care 

Hath led me oa till now, 
Here lowly at the hour of prayer 

Before thy throne I bow ; 
I bless thy gracious hand, and pray 
Forgiveness for another day. 

2 Oh, may I daily, hourly, strive 

In heavenly grace to grow ; 
To thee and to thy glory live, 
Dead to all else below; 

VESPERS. 



Tread in the path my Saviour trod, 
Though thorny, yet the path to God. 



3 With prayer my humble praise I bring 

For mercies day by d.ay ; 
Lord! teach my heart thy love to sing, 

Lord ! teach me how to pray ; 
All that I have, I am, to thee 
I offer, through eternity. 



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917 

1 Lo! the day of rest declineth. 

Gather fast the shades of night; 

May the Sun which ever shineth 

Fill our souls with heavenly light. 
416 



2 While, thine ear of love addressing, 
Thus our parting hymn we sing, 
Father! grant thine evening blessing, 
Fold us safe beneath thy wing. 



EVENING. 



HOLLEY. 


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918 



1 Softly now the light of day 

Fades upon my sight away; 
Free from care, from labor free, 
Lord: I would commune with thee; 

2 Thou whose all pervading eye 

Naught escapes without, within, 
Pardon each infirmity. 
Open fault and secret sin. 

KOZELUCH. 



3 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known 

All of man"s intirmity ! 
Then from thine eternal throne, 
Jesus: look with pitying eye; 

4 Soon for me the light of day 

Shall for ever pass away ; 
Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
Take me. Lord! to dwell with thee. 




919 



1 Softly fades the twilight ray 

Of the holy Sabbath day. 

Gently as life's setting sun 

When the Christian's course is run. 
- Night her solemn mantle spreads 

Oer the earth as daylight fades; 

All things tell of calm repose 

At the holy .Sabbath's close. 
W Peace is on the world abroad : 

'T is the holy peace of God- 



Symbol of the peace within 
When the spirit rests from sin. 
Still the Spirit lingers near 
Where the evening worshiper 
Seeks communion with the skies, 
Pressing onward to the prize. 
Saviour! may our Sabbaths be 
Days of peace and joy in thee. 
Till in heaven our souls repose. 
Where the SJahhath ne'er shall close. 



EVENING. 



INSPIRER AND HEARER. 




920 



1 Inspiker and Hearer of prayer. 

Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine! 
My all to thy covenant care 

I sleeping and waking resign : 
If thou art my shield and my sun, 

The night is nodarl<ness to me; 
And fast as my moments roll on. 

They bring me but nearer to thee, 

2 Thy ministering spirits descend 

To watch while thy saints are asleep; 
By day and by night they attend, 
The heirs of salvation to keep ; 



Bright seraphs, despatched from the throne, 
Repair to their stations assigned; 

And angels elect are sent down 
To guard the redeemed of mankind. 

Thy worship no interval knows; 

Their fervor is still on the wing; 
And while they protect my repose 

They chant to the praise of my King. 
I, too, at the season ordained. 

Their chorus for ever shall join. 
And love and adore without end 

Their faithful Creator, and mine. 



PASCAL. 




921 



1 Now from labor and from care 

Evening shacl<>s have set me free; 
In the work of praise and prayer. 

Lord ! I would converse with thee; 
Oh. behold me from above. 
Fill me with a Saviour's love. 

'1 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe, 
Wither all my earthly Joys; 
Naught can charm me here below 
41S 



But my Saviour's melting voice; 
Lord! forgive; thy grace restore; 
Make me thine for evermore. 

3 For the blessings of this day. 

For the mercies of this hour, 
For the gospel's cheering ray. 

For the Spirit's quick«MiiMii i)OW< 
Grateful notes to theo I raise; 
Oh, accept my song ol praise. 



EVENING. 



AURELIA. 



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1 This night, O Lord ! we bless thee 

For thy protecting care, 
And ere we rest address thee 

In lowly, fervent prayer: 
From evil and temptation 

Defend us through the night, 
And I'ound our habitation 

Be thou a wail of light. 

2 On thee our whole reliance 

From day to day we cast, 
To thee, with firm affiance, 
Would cleave from first to last; 



To thee, through Jesus' merit. 
For needful grace we come. 

And trust that thy good Spirit 
Will guide us safely home. 

3 What may be on the morrow 
Our foresight cannot see; 

But be it joy or sorrow, 
We know it comes from thee ; 

And nothing can take from us. 
Where'er our steps may move, 

The staff of thy sure promise, 

The shield of thv true love. 
419 



EVENING. 



EVENTIDE. 




923 



1 Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide ; 
The darkness deepens; Lord ! with me abide; 
When other helpers fail and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless! oh abide with rae. 

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; 
Earth's joys grow dim ; its glories pass away ; 
Change and decay in all around I see; 

thou who changest not! abide with me. 

3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word ; 
But as thou dwell'st with thy disciples, Lord! 
Familiar, condescending, patient, free. 
Come, not to sojourn, but abide, wuth me. 

4 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings. 
But kind and good, with healing in thy wings; 
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; 
Come, Friend of sinners! thus abide with me. 

5 Thou on my head in early youth didst smile; 
And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, 
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left thee : 

On to the close, O Lord ! abide with me. 

6 I need thy presence every passing hour; 

What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 
Who like thyself my guide and stay axn be? 
Through cloud and sunshine, oh abide with me! 

7 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness: 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? 

1 triumph still, if tliou abide with me. 



420 



8 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes. 
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies; 
Heaven's mornitig breaks and earth's vain shadows flee; 
In life, in death, O Lord! abide with me. 



EVENSONG. 



EVENING. 



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1 God who madest earth and heaven, 

Darkness and light. 
Who the daj- for toil hast given, 

For rest the night. 
May thine angel-guards defend us, 
Slumber sweet thy mercy send us, 
Holj' dreams and hopes attend us. 

This livelong night. 



2 Guard us ■waking, guard us sleeping, 

And when we die, 
May we in thy jnighty keeping 

All peaceful lie: 
When the last dread call shall wake us, 
Do not thou our God forsake us, 
But to reign in glorj- take us 

With thee on high. 



MERCY. 



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1 Day by day the manna fell ; 
Oh, to learn this lesson well ! 
Still by constant mercy fed, 
Give us. Lord ! our daily bread. 

2 " Day by day " the promise reads. 
Daily strength for daily needs; 
Cast foreboding fears away. 
Take the manna of to-day. 



3 Lord ! our times are in thy hand ; 
All our sanguine hopes have planned 
To thy wisdom we resign, 

And would mould our wills to thine. 

4 Thou our daily task shalt give; 
Day by day to thee we live ; 
So shall added years fulfill 
Not our own, our Father's will. 

421 



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ST. ANATOLIUS. 



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936 

1 The day is past and over; 

All thanks, O Lord ! to thee; 
We pray thee now that sinless 

The hours of dark may be; 
O Jesus! keep us in thy sight, 
And save us through the coming night. 

2 The joys of day are over; 

We lift our hearts to thee ; 
And ask thee that offenceless 

The hours of dark may be ; 
O Jesus ! make their darkness light, 
And save us througli the coming night. 

NIGHTSHADE. 



3 The toils of day are over; 

We raise our hymn to thee; 
And ask that free from peril 

The hours of dark may be ; 
O Jesus! keep us in thy sight. 
And guard us througli the coming night. 

4 Be thou our souls' preserver, 

O God ! for thou dost know 
How many are the perils 

Through which we liave to go; 
O loving Jesus! hear our call. 
And guard and save us from them all. 

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927 

1 Through the day thy love has spared us; 
Now we lay us down to rest. 
Through the silent watches guard us, 
Let no foe our peace molest ; 
Jesus! thou our Guardian be; 
Sweet it is to trust in thee. 
422 



2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 
Dwelling in the midst of foes. 
Us and ours preserve from dangers; 
In Ihine arms may we repose, 
And when life's short day is past 
Rest with thee in heaven at last. 



EVENING. 



WORTHING. 



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1 Saviour! breathe an evening blessing 

Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we come cfnifessing; 
Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 

2 Though destruction walk around us. 

Though the arrows past us fly. 
Angel-guards from thee surround us ; 
We are safe if thou art nigh. 

NIGHTFALL. 



3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 

Darkness cannot hide from thee; 
Thou art he who, never weary, 
Watcheth where thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 

And our couch become our tomb. 
May the morn in heaven awake us. 
Clad in bright and deathless bloom. 



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] 1 Now God be with us, for the night is closing. 
The light and darkness are of his disposing; 
' And 'neath his shadow here to rest we yield 
us. 

For he will shield us. 

i 2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us; 

I Till mornins: Cometh, watch, O Father! o'er us; 

I In soul and body thou from harm defend us. 

Thine angels send us. 

I 3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep oer- 
takesus; 

I Our earliest thoughts be thine when morn- 
ing wakes us; 



All sick and mourners we to thee commend 
them, 

Do thou befriend them. 

4 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us. 
But thee, O Father! who thine own hast 

made us; 
Keep us in life; forgive our sins; deliver 
Us now and ever. 

5 Praise be to thee through Jesus our salvation, 
God, three in one, the Ruler of creation, 
High throned, o'er all thine eye of mercy 

casting, 

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EVENING. 




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424 



1 Lead, kindly Light! amid the encircling gloom, 

Lead thou me on ; 
The night is dark, and I am far from home; 

Lead thou nie on ; 
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou 

Shouldst lead me on ; 
I loved to choose and see my path; but now 

Lead thou me on ; 
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears. 
Pride ruled my Avill. Remember not past years. 

3 So long thj'^ power hast blest me, sure it still 

Will lead me on 
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 

The night is gone. 
And with the morn those angel faces smile 
Which I have loved long since, and lost a while! 



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EVENING. 



ST. LEONARD. 



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1 The shadows of the ev'ning hours 

Fall from the dark'ning sky. 
Upon the fragrance of the flow'rs 

The dews of ev'ning lie; 
Before thy throne, O Lord of heav'n 

We kneel at close of day ; 
Look on thy children from on high, 

And hear us while we pray. 

2 The sorrows of thy servants. Lord! 

Oh do not thou despise. 
But let the incense of our prayers 

Before thy mercy rise; 
The brightness of the coming night 

Upon the darkness rolls; 
With hopes of future glory chase 

The shadows from our souls. 



3 Slowly the rays of daylight fade; 

So fade within the heart 
The hopes in earthly love and joy 

That one by one depart ; 
Slowly the bright stars, one by one, 

Within the heavens shine; 
Give us, O Lord! fresh hopes in heaven. 

And trust in things divine. 

4 Let peace, O Lord ! thy peace, O God ! 

L'pon our souls descend. 
From midnight fears and perils thou 

Our trembling hearts defend; 
Give us a respite from our toil. 

Calm and subdue our woes ; 
Through the long day Ave suffer. Lord ! 

Oh, give us now repose ! 

425 



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1 O faith! thou workest miracles 

Upon the hearts of men, 
Choosing thy home in those same hearts 
We know not how or when. 

2 O Gift of gifts ! O Grace of faith ! 

My God! how can it be 
That thou, who hast discerning love, 
Shouldst give that gift to me? 

3 There was a place, there was a time, 

Whether by night or day, 
Thy Spirit came and left that gift, 
And went upon his way. 

4 How many hearts thou mightst have had 

More innocent than mine! 
How many souls more worthy far 
Of that sweet touch of thine ! 

5 Ah, Grace! into nnlikelicst hearts 

It is thy boast to come, 
Tlie glory of thy light to rtnd 
In darkest spots a home. 

C IIow will thoy die, liow will they die, 

How bear the cross of grief. 

Who have not yet the light of faith, 

The courage of belief? 
426 



7 The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross, 
Seem trifles less than light, 
Earth looks so little and so low. 
When faith shines full and bright. 



8 Oh, happy, happy that I am! 
If thou canst be, O Faith ! 
The treasure that thou art in life. 
What wilt thou be in death? 



933 



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1 There is no sorrow. Lord ! too light 

To bring in prayer to thee ; 
There is no anxious care too slight 
To wake thy sympathy. . 

2 Thou who hast trod the thorny road 

Wilt share each small distress; 
The love which bore the greater load 
Will not refuse the less. 

3 There is no secret sigh we breathe 

But meets thine ear divine; 
And every cross grows light beneatii 
The shadow, I^ord! of thine. 

4 Life's ills without, sin's strife within. 

The heart would overflow, 
IJut for that love which died for sin, 
'J'hat love which wept with woe. 



EVENING. 



STOGKWELL 



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934 



1 Yes, for me, for me he careth 

With a brother's tender care ; 
Yes, with me, with me he shareth 
Every burden, every fear. 

2 Yes, for me he standeth pleading 

At the mercy-seat above. 
Ever for me interceding, 
Constant in untiring love. 

3 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth 

Joys unearthly, love and light; 
And to cover me he spreadeth 
His paternal wing of might. 

4 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth, 

I in him, and he in me; 
And my empty soul he fflleth 
Here and through eternity. 

5 Thus I wait for his returning. 

Singing all the way to heaven ; 

Such the joyful song of morning, 

Such the tranquil song of even. 



935 



1 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! 
For the day is passing by ; 



See ! the shades of evening gather. 
And the night is drawing nigh. 



2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, 

Paler now the glowing west, 
Swift the night of death advances; 
Shall it be the night of rest? 

3 Lonely seems the vale of shadow ; 

Sinks my heart with troubled fear; 
Give me faith for clearer vision. 
Speak thou. Lord ! in words of cheer. 

4 Let me hear thy voice behind me. 

Calming all these wild alarms; 
Let me, underneath my weakness, 
Feel the everlasting arms. 

5 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying. 

Lord ! I cast myself on thee; 
Tarry with me through the darkness; 
While I sleep still watch by me. 

6 Tarry with me, O my Saviour ! 

Lay my head upon thy breast 

Till the morning; then awake me— 

Morning of eternal rest. 

427 



EVENING. 



ADAR. 



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936 



1 Time is winging us away 

To our eternal home; 
Life is but a winter's day, 

A journey to tlie tomb; 
Youth and vigor soon will flee, 

Blooming beauty lose its charms; 
All that's mortal soon shall be 

Enclosed in death's cold arms. 



CHENIES. 



2 Time is winging us away 

To our eternal home ; 
Life is but a winter's day, 

A journey to the tomb ; 
But the Christian shall enjoy 

Health and beauty, soon, above, 
Far beyond the world's alloy, 

Secure in Jesus' love. 

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1 God is my strong salvation ; 
What foe have I to fear? 
In darkness and temptation. 

My Light, my Help, is near; 
Though hosts encamp around me, 

Firm to the fight 1 stand ; 
'V\'hat terror can confound me 
With God at my right hand? 
428 



2 Place on the Lord reliance; 

My soul, with courage wait; 
His truth be thine affiance 

When faint and desolate; 
His might tliy heart shall strengthen, 

His love thy joy increase; 
Mercy thy days shall lengthen : 

The Lord will give thee peace. 



EVENING. 



ST. PAUL 



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1 Theee is a blessed home 

Beyond this land of woe 
Where trials never come, 

Nor tears of soitow flow, 
Where faith is lost in sight, 

And patient hope is crowned. 
And everlasting light 

Its glorj' throws around. 

2 There is a land of peace; 

Good angels know it well ; 
Glad songs that never cease 

Within its portals swell; 
Around its glorious throne 

Ten thousand saints adore 
Christ, with the Father one, 

And Spirit, evermore. 



3 Oh, joy all joys bej'ond, 

To see the Lamb who died. 
And count each sacred wound 

In hands and feet and side ; 
To give to him the praise 

Of every triumph won, 
And sing through endless days 

The great things he hath done. 

4 Look up, ye saints of God, 

Xor fear to tread below 
The path your Saviour trod 

Of daily toil and woe; 
Wait but a little while 

In uncomplaining love; 
His own most gracious smile 

Shall welcome vou above. 
429 



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EXULTATION. 



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939 



1 O THOU in whose presence my soul takes de- 

light. 
On whom in affliction I call, 
My comfort by day and my song in the night, 
My hope, my salvation, my all! 

2 Where dost thou at noontide resort with thy 

sheep 
To feed on the pastures of love? 
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep, 
Or alone in the wilderness rove? 



3 Oh. why should I wander an alien from tliee^ 

Or cry in the desert for bread? j 

Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they 
see. 
And smile at the tears I have shed. 

4 The joj' of thy presence, dear Shepherd! re- 

store : 
I pant for the light of thy face ; 
An alien no longer, I Ml wander no more. 
But dwell in my Saviours embrace. 



THE SWEETEST NAME. 



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940 



1 There is no name so sweet on earth, 

No name so sweet in heaven, 
The name before his wondrous birth 
To Christ tlu^ Saviour given. 
We love to sing around our King, 

And hail him blessed Jesus; 
For there "s no word ear ever heard 
So dear, so sweet, as Jesus. 

2 And when he hunj? upon the tree. 

They wrote this name above him, 
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That all might see the reason we 
For evermore must love him, 

3 So now. upon his Father's throne, 

Almighty to release us 
FYom sin and pains, he ever reign.s, 
The Prince and Saviour .lesus. 

4 O Jesus! by that matchless name 

Tliy grace shall fail us never; 
To-day as yesterdaj' the same. 
Thou art the same for ever. 



CHILDREN 



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1 Saviour ! like a shepherd lead us, 

Much we need thy tend'rest care; 
Tu thy pleasant pastures feed us, 

For our use thy folds prepare. 
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus! 

Thou hast bought us. thine we are. 
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus! 

Thou hast bought us, thine we are. 

2 We are thine, do thou befriend us, 

Be the Guardian of our way ; 
Keep thy flock, from sin defend us, 
Seek us when we go astray. 

Blessed Jesus! 
Hear, oh hear us, when we pray. 

HOLLEY. 



3 Thou hast promised to receive us, 
Poor and sinful though we be; 
Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 
Grace to cleanse and power to free. 

Blessed Jesus! 
We will early turn to thee. 



4 Early let us seek thy favor. 
Early let us do thy will ; 
Blessed Lord and only Saviour! 
With thy love our bosoms fill. 

Blessed Jesus! 
Thou hast loved us, love us still. 



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942 



1 Who, O Lord ! when life is o'er, 
Shall to heaven's blest mansions soar? 
Who, an ever-welcome guest, 

In thy holy place shall rest? 

2 He whose heart thy love has warmed. 
He whose will, to thine conformed. 



Bids his life unsullied run, 

He whose words and thoughts are one; 

3 He who trusts in Christ alone. 
Not in aught himself hath done. 
He, great God ! shall be thy care. 
And thy choicest blessings share. 
431 



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PRAISE OF CHILDREN. 



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1 Come, lei us sing of Jesus, 

While hearts and accents blend; 
Come, let us sing of Jesus, 

The sinner's only Friend ; 
His holy soul rejoices, 

Amid the choirs above, 
To hear our youthful voices 

Exulting in his love. 



We love to sing of Jesus, 
Who wept our path along; 

We love to sing of Jesus, 
The tempted and the strong; 

None who besought his healing 
He passed unheeded by, 

And still retains his feeling 



For us above the sky. 
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3 We love to sing of Jesus, 

Who died our souls to save ; 
We love to sing of Jesus, 

Triumphant o'er the grave; 
And in our hour of danger 

We '11 trust his love alone 
Who once slept in a manger, 

And now sits on the throne. 



4 Then let us sing of Jesus 

While yet on earth we stay. 
And hope to sing of Jesus 

Throughout eternal day; 
For those who here confess him 

He will in heaven confess, 
And faithful hearts that bless him 

He will for ever bless. 



CHILDREN. 
SHALL WE GATHER AT THE RIVER. 



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1 Shall, we gather at the river, 

Where bright angel-feet have trod, 
With its crystal tide for ever 
Flowing by the throne of God? 
Yes, we '11 gather at the river, 
The beautiful, the beautiful river- 
Gather with the saints at the river 
That flows by the throne of God. 

2 On the margin of the river. 

Washing up its silver spray, 
We will walk and worship ever 
All the happy golden day. 

3 On th€ bosom of the river. 

Where the Saviour-King we own, 

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We shall meet, and sorrow never 
'Neath the glory of the throne. 

4 Ere we reach the shining river 

Lay we everj- burden down ; 
Grace our spirits will deliver. 
And provide a robe and crown. 

5 At the smiling of the river. 

Rippling with the Saviour's face. 

Saints whom death will never sever 

Lift their songs of saving grace. 

6 Soon we'll reach the shining river, 

Soon our pilgrimage shall cease. 
Soon our happy hearts will quiver 
With the melody of peace. 

433 



CHILDREN 



BETHANY. 



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945 



1 Pass away, earthly joy ; 

Jesus is mine ! 
Break, every mortal tie; 

Jesus is mine! 
Dark is the wilderness; 
Distant the resting-place; 
Jesus alone can bless; 

Jesus is mine! 

2 Tempt not my soul away; 

Jesus is mine! 

Here would I ever stay; 

Jesus is mine! 

SAVIOUR EVER NEAR. 



Perishing things of clay. 
Born but for one brief day. 
Pass from my heart away ; 
Jesus is mine! 

3 Farewell, mortality; 

Jesus is mine! 
Welcome, eternitj'; 

Jesus is mine! 
Welcome, ye scenes of rest. 
Welcome, ye mansions blest, 
Welcome, a Saviour's breast; 

Jesus is mine! 

C. M. D. 




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, 946 



1 Dear Saviour ! ever at my side, 

How loving thou must be. 
To leave thy home in heaven to guard 

A little child like me ! 
Thy beautiful and shining face 

I see not, though so near; 
The sweetness of thy soft low voice 

I am too deaf to hear. 

2 I cannot feel thee touch my hand 

With pressure light and mild, 
To check me, as my mother did 
When I was but a child : 



THE CHILD'S DESIRE. 



But I have felt thee in my thoughts 

Fighting with sin for me; 
And when my heart loves God, I know 

The sweetness is from thee. 

3 And when, dear Saviour! I kneel down 

Morning and night to pray'r. 
Something there is within my heart 

Which tells me thou art there: 
Yes, when I pray, thou prayest too, 

Thy pray'r is then for me ; 
And when I sleep, thou, sleeping not, 

Dost watch me lovingly. 




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1 I THINK, when I read that sweet story of old, 

When Jesus was here among men. 
How he called little children as lambs to his fold, 
I should like to have been with them then. 

2 I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, 

That his arras had been thrown around me. 
And that I might have seen his kind look when he said, 
" Let the little ones come unto me." 

3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go, 

And ask for a share in his love; 
And if I thus earnestly seek him below, 
I shall see him and hear him above, 

4 In that beautiful place he is gone to prepare 

For all who are washed and forgiv'n ; 
And many dear children are gathering there, 
"For of such is the kingdom of heav'n." 

5 1 long for the joys of that glorious time, 

The sweetest and brightest and best, 
When the dear little children of every clime 
Shall crowd to his arms and be blest. 



435 



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I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY. 



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948 



1 I LOVE to tell the story 

Of unseen things above, 
Of Jesus and his glory. 
Of Jesus and his love. 
1 love to tell the story. 

Because I know it's true; 
It satisfies my longings 
As nothing else can do. 
I love to tell the story, 
'T will be my theme in glory, 
To tell the old, old story, 
Of Jesus and his love. 

2 I love to tell the story ; 

More wonderful it seems 
Than all the golden fancies 

Of all our golden dreams. 
I love to tell the story. 

It did so much for me; 

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And that is Just the reason 
I tell it now to thee. 

3 I love to tell the story; 

'T is pleasant to repeat 
What seems, each time I tell it, 

More wonderfully sweet. 
I love to tell the story. 

For some have never heard 
The message of salvation 

From God's own holy word. 

4 I love to tell the story ; 

For those who know it best 
Seem hungering and thirsting 

To hear it like the rest. 
And when, in scenes of glory, 

I sing the new, new song, 
'Twill be the old, old story 

That I have loved .so long. 



CHILDREN. 



THE OLD, OLD STORY. 



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1 Tell me the old, old story 
Of unseen things above, 
Of Jesus and his glory, 
Of Jesus and his love. 
Tell me the story simply. 

As to a little child, 
P"or I am weak and weary, 
And helpless and defiled. 
Tell me the old, old story, 
Tell me the old, old story, 
Tell me the old, old story. 
Of Jesus and his love. 



2 Tell me the story slowlj', 
That I may take it in— 
That wonderful redemption, 

God's remedy for sin. 

Tell me the story often. 

For T forget .'io soon ! 



The " early dew" of morning 
Has passed away at noon. 

3 Tell me the story softly. 

With earnest tones, and grave; 
Remember I 'm the sinner 

Whom Jesus came to save. 
Tell me that story always, 

If you would really be, 
In any time of trouble, 

A comforter to me. 

4 Tell me the same old story 

When you have cause to fear 
That this world's empty glory 

Is costing me too dear. 
Yes, and when that world's glory 

Is dawning on my soul, 
Tell me the old, old story : 

" Christ Jesus makes thee whole." 
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WORK, FOR THE NIGHT IS COMING. 



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1 Work, for the night is coming, 

"Work thro' the morning hours; 
Work, while the dew is sparkling. 

Work 'mid springing flowers; 
Work, when the day grows brighter. 

Work in the glowing sun ; 
Work, for the night is coming, 

When man's work is done. 



Work, for the night is coming, 
Work through the sunny noon ; 

lill brightest hours with labor, 
Rpst comps sure and soon. 



Give every flj'ing minute 
Something to keep in store; 

Work, for the night is coming, 
When man works no more. 



3 Work, for the night Is coming, 

Under the sunset skies; 
While their bright tints are glowing, 

Work, for daylight flies. 
Work till the last beam fadeth— 

Fadeth to shine no more; 
Work while the night is dark'ning, 

When man's work is o'er. 



CHILDREN. 



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1 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 

Ye soldiers of the cross ; 
Lift high his royal banner. 

It must not suffer loss ; 
From victory unto victory 

His army shall he lead 
Till every foe is vanquished, 

And Christ is Lord indeed. 

2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus; 

The trumpet call obey: 
Forth to the mighty conflict 

In this his glorious day: 
"Ye that are men, now serve him " 

Against unnumbered foes; 
Your courage rise with danger, 

And strength to strength oppose. 



3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 

Stand in his strength alone; 
The arm of flesh will fail you, 

Ye dare not trust your own ; 
Put on the gospel armor. 

And watching unto prayer. 
Where duty calls, or danger, 

Be never wanting there. 

4 Stand up, stand up for Jesus; 

The strife will not be long; 
This day the noise of battle, 

The next the victor's song; 
To him that overcometh 

A crown of life shall be ; 

He with the King of glory 

Shall reign eternally. 

439 



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952 



1 GivORY and praise and honor 

To thee, Redeemer, King! 
To whom tiie lips of children 

Made sweet hosaiinas ring. 
Glory and praise and lionor 
To thee, Redeemer, King! 

2 Thou art the King of Israel, 

Thou David's royal Son, 
Who in the Lord's name comest. 
The King and blessed One. 
Glory and praise and honor 
To thee, Redeemer, King! 

3 The company of heaven 

Are praising thee on high. 
And mortal men and all things 

Crealed make reply. 
Glory and praise and honor 
To tlice, Redeemer, King! 
440 



4 The people of the Hebrews 

With palms before thee went; 
Our praise and prayer and anthems 

Before thee we present. 
Glory and praise and honor 
To thee, Redeemer, King I 

5 Thou wen test to thy passion 

Amid their shouts of praise; 
Thou reignest now in glory. 

While we our anthems raise. 
Glorj- and praise and honor 
To thee, Redeemer, King! 

6 Thou didst accept their praises; 

Accept the prayers we bring, 
Who in all good del igh test, 
Thou good and gracious King ! 
Glory and praise and honor 
To tliee. Redeemer, King! 



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1 Our God stands firm, a rock and tow'r, 
A shield when danger presses; 
A ready help in ev'ry hour 
When doubt or pain distresses; 
For our malignant foe 
Unswerving aims his blow ; 
His fearful arms the while 
Dark pow'r and darker guile; 
His hidden craft is matchless. 



2 Our strength is weakness in the fight, 
Our courage soon defection ; 
But comes a Warrior clad in might, 
A Prince of God's election ; 



Who is this wondrous Chief 
That brings this glad relief? 
The field of battle boasts 
Christ Jesus, Lord of hosts. 
Still conq'ring and to conquer. 

3 Then, Lord! arise; lift up thine arm, 

With mighty succor stay us; 

Oh, turn aside the deadly harm 

When Satan would betray us, 

That, rescued by thy hand, 

In triumph we may stand, 

And round thy footstool crowd 

In joy to sing aloud 

High praise to our Redeemer. 
441 



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1 O THOU whose own vast temple stands 

Built over earth and sea! 
Accept the walls that human hands 
Have raised to worship thee. 

2 Lord ! from thine inmost glory send, 

Within these courts to bide, 
The peace that dwelleth without end 
Serenely by thy side. 



WILHELM 



3 May erring minds that worship here 

Be taught the better way. 
And they who mourn and they who fear 
Be strengthened as they pray. 

4 May faith grow firm and love grow warm. 

And pure devotion rise. 
While round these hallowed walls the storm 
Of earth-born passion dies. 



L. M. 








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956 



1 O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills 
The bounds of the eternal hills, 

And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands. 
To dwell in temples made with hands! 

2 Oh, grant that we who here to-day 
llfjoicing this foundation lay 
May be in very deed thine own. 
Built on the precious Corner-stone. 

3 Endue the creatures witli thy grace. 
That shall atiorn thy dwelling-place; 
'I'iie beauty <»f the oak and pine, 

The gold and silver, make them thine. 
442 




4 To thee they all pertain ; to thee 
The treasures of the earth and sea; 
And when we bring them to thy throne, 
We but present thee with thine own. 

5 The heads that guide endue with skill, 
The hands that work preserve from ill, 
That we who these foundations lay 
May raise the top-stone in its day. 

6 Both now and ever, liOrd ! protect 
The temple of thine own elect; 
Be thou in tljcm and they in thee, 
O ever-blessed Trinity ! 



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In nobler building bear a part, 

4 "Where every polished stone shall be 
A human soul won back to thee; 
All resting upon Christ alone, 

The chief and precious Corn ei'- stone. 

5 So, when our toil is o'er at last. 
All labor in both temples passed. 
Oh, may it then by works be shown 
That faith hath laid this corner-stone. 



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1 An earthly temple here we raise, 
Lord God, our Saviour! to thy praise; 
Oh. make thy gracious presence known 
While now we lay its corner-stone. 

2 Within the house thy servants rear 
Deign by thy Spirit to appear; 

On all its walls salvation write. 
From corner-stone to topmost height. 

3 And when this temple "made with hands' 
Upon its firm foundation stands, 



WHITELAND. 




957 



1 And will the great eternal God 
On earth establish his abode? 

And will he from his radiant throne 
Accept our temples for his own ? 

2 These walls we to thy honor raise; 
Long may they echo with thy praise, 
And thou, descending, fill the place 
With choicest tokens of thy grace. 



3 Here let the great Redeemer reign 
With all the graces of his train, 
While power divine his word attends 
To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 

4 And in the great decisive day 
When God the nations shall survey. 
May it before the world appear 
That crowds were born for glory here. 

448 



SEA MEN, 



WAVE. 



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958 



1 Star of peace to wanderers weary! 

Bright the beams that smile on me; 
Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, 
Far, far at sea. 

2 Star of hope! gleam on the billow; 

Bless the soul that sighs for thee, 
Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, 
Far, far at sea. 



3 Star of faith ! when winds are mocking a 

All his toil, he flies to thee; 
Save him on tlie billows rocking. 
Far, far at sea. 

4 Star divine! oh, safely guide him, 

Bring the wanderer home to thee; 
Sore temptations long have tried him. 
Far, far at sea. 



JAZER. 




959 



1 O fiORD! be with us when we sail 

Upon the lonely deep, 
Our guard when on the silent deck 
The midnight watch we keep. 

2 We need not fear, though all around 

'Mid rising winds we hear 

The multitude ol waters surge. 

For thou, O God ! art near. 

3 The calm, the breeze, the gale, the storm. 

That pass from land to land. 
Ail. all are thine, are held within 
The hollow of thino hand. 
441 



4 If duty calls from threatened strife 
To guard onr native shore. 

And sliot and shell are answering 
The booming cannon's roar, 

5 Be thou the main-guard of our host 

Till war and dangers cease; 
Defend the right, put up the sword. 
And through the world make peace. 

6 To thee the Father, thee the Son, 

Whom earth and sky adore, 
And Spirit, moving o'er the deep, 
Bo praise for evermore. 



SEAMEN. 



BROWNELL 



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Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, 
Who bid'st the mighty ocean deep 

Its own appointed limits keep, 

2 O Christ! whose voice the waters heard 
And hushed their raging at thy word, 



ARMENIA 



Who walkedst on the foaming deep, 
And calm amidst its rage did sleep, 
3 Most Holy Spirit ! who didst brood 
Upon the chaos dark and rude, 
And bid its angry tumult cease. 
And give, for wild confusion, peace, 




1 We come. O Lord ! before thy throne. 

And with united plea 
We meet and pray for those who roam 
Far off upon the sea. 

2 Oh, may the Holy Spirit bow 

The sailors heart to thee, 



Till tears of deep repentance flow 
Like rain-drops in the sea. 

Then may a Saviour's dying love 
Pour peace into his breast. 

And waft him to the port above 
Of everlasting rest. 

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HAREWOOD. 



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1 Christ is our Corner-stone, 

On him alone we build; 
With his true saints alone 
The courts of heaven are filled; 
On his great love 
Our hopes we place 
Of present grace 
And joys above. 

2 Oh, then with hymns of praise 

These hallowed courts shall ring, 
Our voices we will raise 
The three in one to sing; 
And thus proclaim 
In joyful song 
Both loud and long 
That glorious name. 

3 Here, gracious God ! do thou 

For evermore draw nigh ; 

Accept each faithful vow, 

And mark each suppliant sigh; 

In copious shower 

On all who pray 

Each holy day 

Thy blessings pour. 

4 Here may we gain from heaven 

The grace which we implore; 
And may that grace, once given, 
Be with us evermore, 
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963 



Until that day 
When all the blest 
To endless rest 

Are called away. 



1 In sweet exalted strains 

The King of glory praise: 
O'er heaven and earth he reigns 

Through everlasting days; 
He at his will the world controls. 
Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 

2 To earth he bends his throne— 

His throne of grace divine; 
Wide is his bounty known. 

And wide his glories shine; 
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest. 
Is with his smiles and presence blest. 

3 Great King of glory ! come. 

And with thy favor crown 
This temple as thy dome, 

This people as thy own ; 
Beneath this roof oh, deign to show 
How God can dwell with men below. 

4 Here may thine ears attend 

Thy people's humble cries, 
And grateful praise ascend. 

All-fragrant, to the skies; 
Here may thy word melodious sound, 
And spread celestial joys around. 



LAYING CORNER-STONE. 



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1 The church's one foundation 

Is Jesus Christ her Lord ; 
She is his new creation 

By water and the word ; 
From heaven he came and sought her 

To be his holy bride, 
With his own blood he bought her, 

And for her life he died. 

2 Though with a scornful wonder 

Men see her sore opprest, 
By schisms rent asunder, 
By heresies distrest. 



Yet saints their watch are keepinj 
Their cry goes up, "How long?" 

And soon the night of weeping 
Shall be the morn of song. 

3 'Mid toil and tribulation 
And tumult of her war. 

She waits the consummation 
Of peace for evermore ; 

Till with the vision glorious 
Her longing eyes are blest, 

And the great church victorious 

Shall be the church at rest. 
447 



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1 Saviour! again to thy dear name we raise 
With one accord our parting hymn of praise; 
We stand to bless thee ere our worship cease, 
Then, lowly kneeling, wait thy word of peace. 

2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way; 
With thee began, with thee shall end, the day; 
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame. 
That in this house have called upon thy name. 

3 Grant us thy peace. Lord ! through the coming night, 
Turn thou for us its darkness into light; 

From harm and danger keep thy children free, 
For dark and light are both alike to thee. 



448 



4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life, 
Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife; 
Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, 
Call us, O Lord ! to thine eternal peace. 



CLOSE OF SERVICE. 



SERENITY. 




966 



1 Lord ! at this closing hour 
Establish every heart 
Upon thy word of truth and power, 
To keep us when we part. 

HARTS. 



2 Peace to our brethren give; 
Fill all our hearts with love; 
In faith and patience may we live, 
And seek our rest above. 



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1 For a season called to part, 

Let us then ourselves commend 
To the gracious eye and heart 
Of our ever-present Friend. 

2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer; 

Tender shepherd of thy sheep ! 
Let thy mercy and thy care 
All our souls in safety keep. 

3 In thy strength may we be strong ; 

Sweeten every cross and pain ; 

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Give us, if we live, ere long 
Here to meet in peace again. 
968 Tune.— OM Hundred. 

1 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord! 
Help us to feed upon thj^ word ; 
All that has been amiss forgive. 
And let thy truth within us live. 

2 Though we are guilty, thou art good; 

Wash all our works in Jesus' blood; 

Give every fettered soul release, 

And bid us all depart in peace. 
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See Hymu 781. 

1 There is a land of pure delight, 

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Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides. 

And never-withering flowers ; 

Death, like a narrow sea, divides 

This heavenly land from ours. 

3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 

Stand dressed in living green ! 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 

While Jordan rolled between. 

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink. 

To cross this narrow sea, 
And linger, shivering, on the brink, 
And fear to launch away. 

6 Oh, could we make our doubts remove. 
Those gloomy doubts that rise. 
And see the Canaan that we love 
With unbeclouded eyes. 



6 Could we but climb where Moses stood. 
And view the landscape o'er, [flood 
Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold 
Should fright us from the shore. 



970 



See Hymn 783, 

1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 

And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land. 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green. 
And rivers of delight. 

3 When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be for ever blest? 
When shall I see my Father's face. 
And in his bosom rest ? 

4 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 

Would here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll. 
Fearless I 'd launch away. 







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See Hymn 784, 

1 O MOTHER dear, Jerusalem ! 

When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see? 

2 O happy harbor of God's saints ! 

O sweet and pleasant soil ! 



In thee no sorrow can be found. 
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 

3 Thy walls are made of precious stone, 
Thy bulwarks diamond-square. 
Thy gates are all of Orient pearl ; 
O God ! if I were there ! 

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1 Come unto me when shadows darkly 

gather, 

When the sad heart is weary and dis- 
tressed. 
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly 
Father; 

Come unto me, and I will give you rest, 

2 Ye who have mourned when the spring 

flowers were taken. 
When the ripe fruit fell richly to the 
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When the loved slept, in brighter homes 
to waken, 
Where their pale brows with spirit- 
wreaths aa*e crowned. 
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3 Large are the mansions in thy Father's 

dwelling. 

Glad are the homes that sorrows never 
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Come unto me, all ye who droop in sad- 
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Come unto mc. and I will give you rest. 



DOXOLOGIES. 



1 L. M. 

To God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, three in one. 
Be honor, praise and glory given 
By all on earth and all in heaven. 

2 L. M. 

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

3 L. M. 

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 
The God whom earth and heaven adore. 

Be glory as it was of old. 
Is now, and shall be evermore. 

4 CM. 

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

One God whom we adore. 
Be glory as it was. is now. 

And shall be evermore. 

5 C. M. 

Let God the Father and the Son 

And Spirit be adored 
Where there are works to make him known 

Or saints to love the Lord. 



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Ye angels round the throne. 
And saints that dwell below, 

Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
And bless the Spirit too. 

7s. 

Holy Father, Holy Son, 
Holy Spirit, three in one. 
Praise and glorj- be to thee 
Now and through eternity. 

7s. 

Sing we to our God above 
Pi'aise eternal as his love ; 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

7s, 6 lines. 
Praise the name of God most high. 
Praise him, all below the sky. 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son and Holy Ghost; 
As through countless ages past, 
Evermore his praise shall last. 



10 7s & 6s. 

Father, Son and Holy Ghost, 

One God whom we adore, 
Join we with the heavenly host 

To praise thee evermore ; 
Live, by heaven and earth adored. 

Three in one and one in three. 
Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 

All glory be to thee. 

11 108. 

To Father, Son and Spirit, ever blest, 
Eternal praise and worship be addressed; 
From age to age, ye saints, his name adore, 
And spread his fame till time shall be no more. 

12 8s & 7s. 

Praise the Father, earth and heaven; 

Praise the Son, the Spirit praise; 
As it was, and is, be given 

Glory through eternal days. 

13 8s, 7s & 4s. 

Great Jehovah ! we adore thee, 
God the Father, God the Son, 

God the Spirit, joined in glory 
On the same eternal throne; 

Endless praises 
To Jehovah, three in one. 

14 L. p. M. 

Now to the great and sacred three. 
The Father, Son and Spirit, be 

Eternal praise and glory given 
Through all the worlds where God is known. 
By all the angels near the throne. 

And all the saints in earth and heaven. 



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H. M. 

To God the Father, Son 
And Spirit, ever blest. 

Eternal three in one, 
All worship be addrest ; 



As heretofore 
It was, is now. 



And shall be so 
For evermore. 



16 lis. 

O Father almighty ! to thee be addressed, 
With Christ and the Spirit, one God ever blest. 
All glory and worship, from earth and from 

heaven, 
As was, and is now, and shall ever be given. 

453 



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7 Thou that takest away the | sins •• of the | world, || re- | ceive our | prayer. 

8 Thou that sittest at the right hand of | God the | Father, \\ have mercy | upon | us. 



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10 Thou only, O Christ! with the | Holy | Ghost, li art most high in the | glory of | God the | 
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455 



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1 Oh, sing unto the Lord a new song; for he hath done | marvel - ous | things; ll his right 
hand and his holy arm hath | got - ten | him " the | victory. 

3 He hath remembered his mercy and truth toward the | house •• of | Israel ; || all the ends 
of the earth have seen the sal- | va - tion | of *" our | God. 

5 Sing unto the Lord | with •• the | harp, || with the harp, | and •• the I voice •• of a | psalm. 

7 Let the sea roar, and the | fullness •• there- | of; || the world, and | they •• that | dwell •• 
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4 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, | all •• the | earth || make a loud noise, and re- | joice " 

and I sing — | praise. 
6 With trumpets and | sound "of | cornet || make a joyful noise be- | fore •• the | Lord •• the | 

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8 Let the floods I clap •• their i hands, 1| let the | hills - be | joyful - to- | gether 
9. Before the Lord; for he cometh to | judge •• the | earth; n with righteousness shall he 

judge the world, | and •• the | people *• with | equity. 



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1 Our Father who art in heaven, | hallowed | be thy | name; || 

Thy kingdom corne, thy will be done on | earth " as it | is in | heaven. 

2 Give us this | day our— | daily | bread; || 

And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that | trespass •• a- | gainst— | us. 

3 And lead us not into temptation, but de- | liver | us from | evil ; || 

For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. I A — 1 — 1 men. 
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3 Who forgiveth | all thy | sin 1| and healeth | all " thine infirmi- | ties. 

5 Oh, praise the Lord, ye angels of his, ye that ex- | eel in | strength, || ye that fulfill his 

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4 Who saveth thy life | from de- | struction | and crowneth thee with | mercy " and ! lov- 
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6 Oh, praise the Lord, all | ye his | hosts, |i ye servants of | his that | do his | pleasure. 

7 Oh, speak good of the Lord, all ye works of his, in all places of | his do- | minion. \\ Praise 

thou the I Lord, — | O my | soul ! 
9 As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever •• shall | be, || world | without | end. 
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1 The Lord is my shepherd: I | shall not | want. 

2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures ; he leadeth me beside the still- | wa — | ters. 

3 He restoreth my soul; he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his | name's— | 

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4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil : for 

thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they | comfort [ me, 

5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies, thou anointest my 

head with oil ; my | cup •• runneth | over. 

6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in 

the house of the Lord for I ev I er. 11 A- I men. 

457 



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1 God be merciful unto us, and | bless — | us || and cause his | face *• to | shine •• up- 1 on us, 
3 Let the people praise | thee, •• O | God ! || let all the | peo - pie | praise — | thee. 
5 Let the people praise ( thee, •• O | God ! || let all the | peo - pie | praise — | thee. 
7 God shall | bless — | us, || and all the ends of the | earth •• shall | fear — | him. 



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4 Oh, let the nations be glad and 1 sing •• for | joy, || for thou shalt judge the people right- 
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6 Then shall the earth | yield •• her | increase, || and God, even our own | God, •• shall | 
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8 God shall | bless | us, || and all the ends of the | earth - shall | fear — | him. 



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2 Lord, hear my | voice: || Let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my suppli- | cations. \ 

3 If thou. Lord, shouldst mark in- | iquities, || O Lord! who shall | stand? || 

4 But there is forgiveness with | thee, || That thou may est be | feared. || 

5 I wait for the Lord, my soul doth | wait, || And in his word do I | liope. || 

G My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the | morning: || I say, mon 
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7 Let Israel hope in the | Lord; || For with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is plen- 

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8 And ho shall redeem | Israel || From all his in- | iquities. || 

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4 For thou. Lord ! hast made me glad | through thy | work ; 

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2 Which was, and ] is, and | is to come. 

3 Thou art worthy, O Lord ! to receive glory and | honor " and | power; 

4 For thou hast created all things, 

And for thy pleasure they | are and | were ere- | ated. 

5 Worthy is the Lamb | that was | slain, 

6 To receive power, and riches, and wisdom. 

And strength, and | honor, - and | glory, •• and | blessing. 

7 Blessing, and honor, and | glory, •• and | power, 

8 Be unto him that sitteth upon the throne. 
And unto the | Lamb for | ever " and | ever. 



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3 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his | courts •• with | praise; || be thankful 

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4 For the Lord is good ; his mercy is | ev - er- 1 lasting, || and his truth endureth to | all — | 

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3 Which thou | hast •• pre | pared || before the | face •• of | all — | people, 

4 A light to I lighten • the | Gentiles || and the glory | of" thy | peo - pie | Israel. 
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3 For the Lord is a | great — | God |j and a great | King - a- | bove " all | gods. 
5 The sea is His, | and " he | made it; 1| and his hands pre- | pared •• the | dry — [ land. 
7 For he is the | Lord " our | God, || and we are the people of his pastui*e, | and •• the | sheep •• 

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4 In his hands are all the corners | of " the 1 earth, || and the strength of the | hills - is | 

his — I also. 
6 Oh, come, let us worship | and •• fall | down |1 and kneel be- | fore •• the | Lord - our | 

Maker. 

8 Oh, worship the Lord in the i beauty " of | holiness; |1 let the whole earth | stand •• in | 

awe •• of I him. 

9 For he cometh, for he cometh to | judge •• the | earth, || and with righteousness to judge 

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Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and j lowly *• in | heart, || and 

ye shall find | rest — | unto •• your | souls. 

For my | yoke " is ] easy || and | my — | burden •• is | light. 

Glory be to the Father, and | to " the | Son, || and \ to •• the | Ho - ly | Ghost; 

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ev - er ] shall be, |i world without end. — [ 

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1 I WAS glad when they said | un - to | me, || Let us go in- ] to •* the | house " of the | Lord. 

2 Our feet shall stand with- | in •• thy | gates, || O | — Je | ru - sa- | lem. 

3 Jerusalem is builded | as - a | city || that | is " com- | pact •* to- | gether: 

4 Whither the tribes go up, the | tribes •• of the | Lord, || unto the testimony of Israel, to give 

thanks un- | to •• the | name •• of the | Lord. 

5 For there are set | thrones •• of | judgment, || the thrones | of •• the | house •• of | David. 

6 Pray for the peace of Je- | ru - sa- | lem ; || they shall | prosper •• that | love — | thee. 

7 Peace be with- | in •• thy | walls || and prosperi- 1 ty •• with-in •• thy | palaces. 

8 For my brethren and com- | pan - ions' | sakes || I will now say, | Peace — | be " with- | in 

thee. 

9 Because of the house of the | Lord - our | God || I will | seek — | thy — | good. 

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2 My soul longeth, yea even fainteth, for the | courts •• of the | Lord; || mj-^ heart and my 

flesh crieth out | for •• the | liv - ing God. 

3 Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she 

may | lay - her | young, || even thine altars, O Lord of hosts! my | King — | and " 
my I God. 

4 Blessed are they that I dwell in •• thy | house; ll they will be | still — | prais - ing | thee. 

5 Blessed is the man whose | strength ■• is in | thee, || in whose heart | are •* the | ways •• of | 

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6 Who passing through the valley of Baca | make *• it a | well; || the rain | al - so | fllleth •• 

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7 They go from | strength •• to | strength; || every one of them in Zion ap- | peareth - be- | 

fore — I God. 

8 O Lord God of hosts ! | hear •• my | prayer; || give ear, I O — | God •• of | Jacob I 

9 Behold, O | God - our | shield ! || and look upon the | face " of | thine •• an- | ointed. 

10 For a day in thy courts is better | than •• a | thousand; || I had rather be a doorkeeper in 

the house of my God than to dwell in the | tents " of | wick - ed-ness. 

11 For the Lord God is a | sun •• and | shield; || the Lord will give grace and glory; no good 

thing will he withhold from | them •• that | walk •• up- | rightly. 

12 O I Lord •• of | hosts! || blessed is the | man •• that | trusteth •• in | thee. 

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1 The earth is the Lord's, and the | fullness •• there- | of, H the world, and | they *• that | 
dwell •• there- | in ; 

3 "Who shall ascend into the hill | of " the 1 Lord ? || or who shall stand | in •• his | ho - ly | 
place ? 

5 He shall receive the blessing | from •• the | Lord, || and righteousness from the | God •• of | 
his sal- I vation. 

7 Lift up your heads, O ye gates ! and be ye lift up, ye ever- 1 last - ing | doors, || and the 
King of I glo - ry | shall - come | in. 

9 Lift up your heads, O ye gates ! even lift them up, ye ever- 1 last - ing | doors, 1| and the 
King of I glo - ry | shall •• come | in. 




2 For he hath founded it up- | on - the | seas || and established | it " up- | on •• the | floods. 

4 He that hath clean hands and a | pure — | heart, || who hath not lifted up his soul unto 
vanity, | nor — | sworn - de- | ceitfully. 

6 This Is the generation of them that | seek — | him, || that seek | thy — | face, - O 1 Jacob ! 

8 Who is this | King - of | glory ? || The Lord, strong and mighty, the | Lord, j —mighty " 
in I battle. 



10 Who is this | King •• of | glory? H The Lord of hosts ; | He •• is the | King •• of | glory. 

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1 Have mercy upon me, O God ! according to thy | loving- | kindness : || according unto the 

multitude of thy tender mercies | blot out | my trans- | gressions. | 

2 Wash me thoroughly from mine in- | iqui- | ty, || and | cleanse me — | from my | sin, 

3 For I acknowledge | my trans- | gressions : 1| and my | sin is | ever •• be- | fore me. || 

4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil | in thy | sight: |1 that thou 

mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be 1 clear when thou | judg- | est. || 

5 Create in me a clean | heart, O — | God ! || and re- | new a right — | spirit " with- ] in me. ] 

6 Cast me not away | from thy | presence ; || and take not thy | Holy | Spirit | from me. || 

7 Restore unto me the joy of | thy sal- | vation ; ll and uphold me | with thy | free — | 

Spirit. II 

8 Then will I teach trans- | gressors •• thy | ways; j] and sinners shall be con- | verted | 

unto I thee. || 

9 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God ! thou God of | my sal- 1 vation : || and my tongm 

shall sing a- | loud of thy | righteous- | ness. || 

10 O Lord! open | thou my | lips; j| and my | mouth shall show | forth thy | praise. || 

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2 My help cometh | from " the | Lord || which | made — ] heaven •• and | earth. 

3 He will not suffer thy | foot •• to be | moved; || he that I keepeth •' thee | will " not | 

slumber. 

4 Behold, he that | keepeth | Israel || shall neither | slum - bor | nor — | sleep. 

5 The Lord j is •• thy j keeper; || the Lord is thy shade up- | on •• thy | right — | hand. 

6 The sun shall not j smite thee " by j day, || nor the | moon — | by — | night. 

7 The Lord shall preserve thee from | all — | evil ; || he | shall " pre- | serve - thy | soul. 

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2 Therefore will we not fear, though the | earth •• be re- | moved, || and though the moun- 

tains be carried | into •• the | midst •• of the | sea; 

3 Though the waters thereof roar | and - be | troubled, || though the mountains | shake •• 

with the I swelling *• there- | of, 

4 There is a river the streams whereof shall make glad the | city •• of | God, || the holy place 

of the tabernacles | of •• the | Most — | High. 

5 God is in the midst of her; she shall | not •• be | moved; || God shall | help her, •• and | 

that •• right ] early. 

6 The Lord of | hosts •• is | with us; || the God of | Ja - cob | is •• our | refuge. 

7 Be still, and know that | I •• am | God; || I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be 

ex- I alt - ed I in •• the | earth. 

8 The Lord of | hosts •• is | Avith us; I! the God of | Ja - cob | is •• our | refuge. 

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1 The Lord is my light and my salvation ; whom | shall " I | fear? || the Lord is the strength 

of my life; of whom | shall •• I | be " a- | fraid? 
3 One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I | seek — | after, i| that I may dwell in the 

house of the Lord | all •• the | days of •• my | life, 
5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in | his "pa- | vilion, || in the secret of his. 

tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me | up •• up- | on •• a | rock. 
7 Hear, O Lord! when I cry | with •• my | voice: II have mercy also upon me, | and — | 

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4 To behold the beauty | of •• the | Lord || and to in- | quire — | in - his | temple. 

6 And now shall my head be lifted up above mine enemies j round •• a- j bout me; || there- 
fore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea I will sing | 
prais - es j unto •• the j Lord. 

8 When thou saidst. Seek j ye *• my | face, || my heart said unto thee. Thy face, | Lord,— | 

will •• I I seek. 
10 Thou hast | been •• my | help ;— leave me not, neither forsake me, O | God - of | my •• sal- 1 
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hand is | full of | righteous- | ness. || 

3 Great is the Lord, and greatly | to be | praised || in the city of our God, in the mountain | 

of his I holi- I ness. || 

4 Glory be to the Father, and | to •• the j Son, n and j to •• the | Ho - ly j Ghost, etc. 

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3 Christ, being raised from the dead, | dieth no | more ; || death hath no more do- | minion | 

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5 Likewise reckon ye also yourselves to be dead indeed | unto | sin, || but alive unto God 

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4 For in that he died, he died unto | sin — | once, !1 but in that he liveth, he | liveth | unto | 

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6 Christ is risen | from the | dead, li and become the first | fruits of | them that | slept. 
8 For as in Adam | all — | die, i| even so in Christ shall | all be | made a- | live. 
10 As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall | be, || world without | end. — | A- 1 men. 

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1 With tearful eyes I look around ; 

Life seems a dark and ] storruy | sea; 
Yet 'midst the gloom I hear a sound, 
A heavenly ] whisper, | Come to | me. 

2 It tells me of a place of rest, 

It tells me where my | soul may | flee ; 
Oh, to the weary, faint, opprest. 
How sweet the | bidding, | Come to | me ! 

3 When nature shudders, loth to part 

From all I love, en- 1 joy and | see, 



When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, 
A sweet voice | utters, | Come to | me. 

4 Come, for all else must fail and die, 

Earth is no resting- | place for | thee; 
Heavenward direct thy weeping eye; 
I am thy | portion ; | come to | me. 

5 O voice of mercy, voice of love ! 

In conflict, grief and | ago- | ny. 
Support me, cheer me from above, 
And gently | whisper, | Come to | me. 
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1 Fkom the recesses of a lowly spirit, 

Our humble prayer ascends. O | Fa •• ther ! | hear it ; || 
Borne on the trembling wings of | fear •• and | meekness, i| 
For- I give " its [ weakness. 

2 We know, we feel, how mean and how unworthy 
The lowly sacrifice we | pour •• be- | fore thee;— 1| 
What can we offer thee,— O | thou •• most | holy !— 1| 

But I sin -and | folly? 

3 Lord! in thy sight, who every bosom viewest, 
Cold in our warmest vows, and | vain our f truest; li 
Thoughts of a hurrying hour— our | lips I'e- | peat them— || 

Our I hearts •• for- | get them. 

4 We see thy hand— it leads us, it supports us : — 

\\ e hear thy voice— it | counsels •• and it | courts us:— [! 
And then we turn away !— yet | still " thy | kindness !l 
For- I gives •• our | blindness. 

5 Who can resist thj' gentle call,— appealing 

To every generous thought and | grateful | feeling?— 1| 
Oh, who can hear the accents | of " thy | mercy, I! 

And I nev •■ er [ love thee? 

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The I seeds •• of | holiness,— || and let them blossom 
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While all around him waves the | golden grain, 
And every servant hears the | Master say, 
" Go, work to-day " ? 

2 Come, labor on ; 

The laborers are few, the | field is wide; 
New stations must be filled, and | blanks supplied; 
From voices distant far or | near at home 
The call is " Come." 

3 Come, labor on ; 

The enemy is watching, | night and day, 
To sow the tares, to snatch the | seed away ; 
While we in sleep our duty i have forgot. 
He slumbered not. 

4 Come, labor on ; 

Away with gloomy doubt and | faithless fear! 
No arm so weak but may do | service here ; 
By feeblest agents can our | God fulfill 
His righteous will. 

5 Come, labor on ; 

No time for rest till glows the | western sky, 
While the long shadows o'er our | pathway lie, 
And a glad sound comes with the | setting sun, 
"Servants, well done!" 

6 Come, labor on ; 

The toil is pleasant, the re- | ward is sure; 
Blessed are those who to the | end endure; 
How full their joy, how deep their | rest shall be, 
O Lord ! with thee ! 



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No. 31. 




1 One sweetly solemn thought 
Comes to me | o'er and | o'er: 
I 'm nearer my home to-day 
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2 Nearer my Father's house, 

Where the many | mansions | be ; |1 
Nearer the great Avhite throne, 
I Nearer the | crystal | sea; || 

3 Nearer the bound of life. 

Where we lay our | burdens | down ; || 
Nearer leaving the cross, 

I Nearer | gaining the | crown. || 



4 But the waves of that silent sea 

Roll dark be- | fore my | sight, || 
That brightly the other side 
I Break on a [ shore of | light. || 

5 Oh, if my mortal feet 

Have almost | gained the | brink. 
If it be I am nearer home 

I Even to- | day than I | think, 1| 

6 Father ! perfect my trust, 

Let my spirit \ feel in | death |{ 
That her feet are firmly set 
On the I Rock of a 1 living | faith. 



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Beyond the waking and the sleeping, | 
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Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 

2 Beyond the blooming and the fading | 

I shall be soon ; || 
Beyond the shining and the shading, | 
Beyond the hoping and the dreading, | 

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Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

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3 Beyond the parting and the meeting | 

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Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 

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Love, rest and home ! Sweet home ! 

Lord ! tarry not, but come. 
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No. 38. 





1 Birds have their | quiet nest, 

Foxes their holes, and | man his peaceful bed; 
All creatures | have their rest; 
But Jesus had not | where to lay his head. 

2 And j-et he | came to give 

The weary and the | heavy laden rest. 
To bid the | sinner live, 
And soothe our griefs to | slumber on his breast. 

3 "What, then, am | I, my Go<f, 

Permitted thus the | path of peace to tread ? — 
Peace purchased | by the blood 
Of him who had not | where to lay his head — 



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4 I, who once | made him grieve, 

I, who once bid his | gentle spirit mourn, 
Whose hand cs- | sayod to weave 
For his meek brow the | cruel crown of thorn ! 

5 Oh, why should | I have peace? 

Why? but for that un- | changed, undj'ing love 
Which would not, | could not cease. 
Until it made me | heir of joys above! 

6 Yes; but for | pardoning grace, 

I feel I never | should in glory see 
The brightness | of that face 
That once was pale and | agonized for me. 

7 Let the birds | seek their nest, 

Foxes their holes, and | man his peaceful bed; 
Come. Saviour! | in my breast 
Deign to repose thine | oft-rejected head. 

8 Gome, give me I rest, and take 

The only rest on | earth thou lov'st, within 
A heart that | for thy sake 
Lies bleeding, broken, | penitent for sin. 



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1 He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought, 

Oh, words with heav'niy comfort fraught! 

"Whate'er I do, where'er I be. 

Still 't is God's hand that leadeth me. 

He leadeth me, he leadeth me ! 

By his own hand he leadeth me; 

His faithful follwer I would be, 

For by his hand he leadeth me. 

2 Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, 
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, 
By waters still, o'er troubled sea, — 

Still 't is his hand that leadeth me ! 
He leadeth me, etc. 



3 Lord ! I would clasp thy hand in mine, 
Nor ever murmur nor repine. 
Content, whatever lot I see. 
Since 't is my God that leadeth me. 
He leadeth me, etc. 



4 And when my task on earth is done. 
When by thy grace the victory 's won, 
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, 
Since God through Jordan leadeth me. 



He leadeth me, etc. 



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394 A BROKEN heart, my God! my King Wails. 

923 Abide with me! fast falls the eventide Lyle. 

6&1 According to thy gracious word MoiUgomery. 

456 A charge to keep I have Wesley. 

756 A few more years shall roll Bonar. 

719 Again our earthly cares we leave Newton. 

716 Again the day returns of holy rest Mason. 

720 Again the Lord of life and light Barbauld. 

262 Ah! how shall fallen man Watts. 

206 Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart Steele. 

137 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed Watts. 

428 Alas! what hourly dangers rise Steele. 

656 A little child the Saviour came Robertson. 

717 All hail the glorious morn Peacock. 

32 All hail the power of Jesus' name Perronet. 

4 All people that on earth do dwell Kelfte. 

106 All praise to thee, eternal Lord Luther. 

902 All praise to thee, my God! this night Kenn. 

120 All praise to thee, O Lord Beadon. 

409 All that I was, my sin, my guilt Bonar. 

240 All ye who seek for sure relief (/r.) Casicall. 

883 Almighty God! thy word is cast Cawood. 

519 Amazing grace! how sweet the sound Xeicton. 

518 Am I a soldier of the cross? Watt^. 

213 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt"....Ae2r^07i. 

956 An earthly temple here we raise Johnson. 

Ill And must I part with all I have Beddonie. 

753 And must this body die Watts. 

448 And shall I sit alone Beddome. 

957 And will the great, eternal God Doddridge. 

766 And will the Judge descend Doddridge. 

153 Angels roll the rock away Scott. 

702 Another day has passed along Edmeston. 

701 Another six days' work is done Stenneti. 

64 Approach, ray soul, the mercy seat Newton. 

779 Arise, my soul, fly up and run Watts. 

34 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers Watts. 

568 Arise, O King of grace, arise Walts. 

165 Arise, ye people, and adore Auber. 

621 Arm of the Lord! awake, awake Shnibsole. 

8 Around the Saviour's lofty throne Kelly. 

613 Ascend thy throne, almighty King Beddome. 



HYMN 

735 Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep Mackay. 

757 As o'er the past my memory strays Middleton. 

286 As oft with worn and weary feet Edmeston. 

433 As pants the hart for cooling streams Lyte. 

389 As pants the hart for water-brooks.. T. P. Psalter. 

n^ As when the weary traveler gains Newton. 

115 As with gladness men of old Dix. 

904 At even, ere the sun was set TweUs. 

694 At the Lamb's high feast we sing...(/r.) Campbell. 

672 At thy command, our dearest Lord Watts. 

507 Author of faith, eternal Word Wesley. 

14 Awake and sing the song Hammond. 

280 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound Ockum. 

890 Awake, my soul, and with the sun Kenn. 

25 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays Medley. 

517 Awake, my soul ! stretch every ner\e..Doddridge. 
355 Awake, my tongue! thy tribute hTmg..Needham. 
514 Awake, our souls! away, our fears Watts. 

2 Before Jehovah's awful throne Watis. 

578 Before thee. Lord, a people waits U. P. Psalter. 

842 Before the Lord we bow Key. 

40 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme... WcUts. 

325 Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near Newton. 

551 Behold a stranger at the door Gregg. 

593 Behold how good, how pleasant U. P. Psalter. 

16G Behold the glories of the Lamb Watts. 

885 Behold the heathen waits to know Voke. 

337 Behold the Lamb of God Bridges. 

545 Behold! the morning sun Waits. 

623 Behold the mountain of the Lord Logan. 

199 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb Fawcett 

61 Behold the throne of grace Newtan. 

533 Behold thy waiting servant. Lord Walts. 

663 Behold what condescending love Doddridge. 

454 Behold what wondrous grace Watis. 

462 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea Conder. 

145 Beyond where Cedron's watere flow Smith. 

513 Blest are the pure in heart - Keble. 

475 Blessed are the sons of God Humphreys. 

598 Blest are the sons of peace Walts. 

536 Blessed are the souls that hear and know... Watts. 

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inrMN 

532 Blessed are the undefiled in heart Watts. 

G68 Blessed Jesus ! here we stand (</•.) Winckworth. 

303 Blessed Saviour! thee I love Duffield. 

23 Bless, O my soul, the living God Watts. 

597 Blest be the tie that binds Fawcett. 

273 Blest be thy love, dear Lurd Austin. 

492 Blest Comforter divine Sigoumey. 

882 Blest is the man whose softening heart Lyte. 

710 Blest morning, whose young dawning rays.. Waits. 

640 Blow ye the trumpet, blow Wesley. 

693 Bread of heaven! on thee I feed Conder. 

695 Bread of the world! in mercy broken Hebei\ 

795 Brief life is here our T^oriio\\..Bemard de Morlaix. 

93 Brighter still, and brighter Thxoing. 

108 Brightest and best of the sons of the Heber. 

9G Bright was the guiding star Auber. 

873 Broad is the road that leads to death Watts. 

G57 By cool Siloam's shady rill Ilaber. 

508 By faith in Christ I walk with God Newton. 

C30 By me, my Saviour! stand 



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301 
559 

87 
477 
170 
588 
962 
295 
156 
155 
896 
607 

56 
704 

67 
158 

72 

37 
550 
654 

77 



565 
327 
809 
36 
594 
943 



Call Jehovah thy salvation Montgomery. 

Calm on the listening car of night Seers. 

Cast thy burden on the Lord Hill. 

Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish Collyer. 

Chief of sinners though I be McComb. 

Child of sin and sorrow Hastings. 

Children of the heavenly King Ccnnich. 

Chosen not for good in me McCheyne. 

Christ above all glory seated 

Christ and his cross is all our theme Watts. 

Christ is our corner-stone Cliandler. 

Christ, of all my hopes the ground Windhavi. 

Christ the Lord is risen again. ..(//•.) Winckworth. 

Christ the Lord is risen to-day Wesley. 

Christ, whoso glory fills the skies Toplady. 

Christian! seek not yet repose How. 

Come, all ye saints of God Boden. 

Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day Dobcll. 

Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell I'/ato. 

Come, every pious heart Stennett. 

Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove Browne. 

Come, happy souls, approach your God Watts. 

Come hither, all ye weary souls Watts. 

Come, Holy Ghost ! come from on high.iZeccPa Coll. 

Come, Holy Ghost, Creator! come Tate. 

Come, Holy Spirit! calm my mind Burder. 

Come, Holy Spirit! come Watts. 

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Watts. 

Come, humble sinner, in whose breast Jones. 

Come, Jesus, Redeemer ! abide thou with..Pa7mer. 

Come, let us anew Wesley. 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs Watts. 

Come, let us join our frienda above WeMey. 

Come, let us sing of Jesua Bethune. 

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HYMN 

850 Come, let us sing the song of s,oiig%..Montgomery. 

728 Come, Lord, and tarry not Bnnar. 

338 Come, my Redeemer, come Reed. 

60 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare Newton. 

70 Come, O Creator, Spirit blest (tr.) Casxcall. 

31 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays Blacklock 

308 Come, O thou traveler unknown Wesl^yl 

487 Come, sacred Spirit, from above Doddridi 

558 Come, says Jesus' sacred voice Barbaul 

11 Come, shout aloud the Father's Heginbotham, 

12 Come, sound his praise abroad Wait*. 

847 Come, thou almighty King Wesley, 

74 Come, thou desire of all thy saints Steel 

94 Come, thou Fount of every blessing Eobi7ison 

112 Come, thou long-expected Jesus Wesley 

85 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit Evans, 

562 Come to Calvary's holy mountain Montgomery, 

972 Come unto me when shadows darkly gather 

548 Come, weary souls, with sin distressed Steeh 

15 Come, we that love the Lord WalL 

58 Come, ye disconsolate 3Ioore 

555 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched Har 

822 CoTue, ye thankful people, come Afj'ort 

9 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name SteeU 

449 Commit thou all thy griefs (tr.) Wesley 

248 Compared with Christ, in all beside Topladi 

202 Complete in thee, no work of mine .1. JR. V 

174 Crown his head with endless blessing Good^ 

641 Daughter of Zion ! awake fTom..Fitzgeralirs Coll 

624 Daughter of Zion ! from the dust Montgomery 

925 Day by day the manna fell Conder 

234 Dearest of all the names above Waiti 

8G4 Dear Father! to thy mercy-seat Steele. 

272 Dear Lord and Master mine GUI. 

440 Dear Refuge of my weary soul Steele. 

946 Dear Saviour! ever at my side Faber. 

653 Dear Saviour ! if these lambs should stray. .Hyde. 

263 Dear Saviour! we are thine Doddridge. 

219 Dear Saviour! when my thoughts recall... ASee/*. 

748 Death is no more among our foes 

198 Deep are the wounds which sin has ma.do.. Steele. 

675 Deep in our hearts let us record Walls. 

5G0 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw Hastings. 

299 Depth of mercy, can there be Wesley. 

775 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove Waits. 

267 Did Christ o'er sinners weep Beddome. 

968 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord Hari. 

611 Disowned of heaven, by man oppressed 

297 Does the gospel word proclaim Newton. 

216 Do not I love thee, O my Lord Doddridge. 

840 Dread Jehovah, God of nations Cotterill. 

907 Dread Sovereign ! let my evening song Waits. 

46 Early, my God! without delay Waits. 

481 Encompassed with clouds of distress Anon. 



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HYMN 

491 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord Haweis. 

723 Ere another Sabbath's close Anon. 

960 Eternal Father ! strong to save Wliiling. 

812 Eternal source of every joy Doddridge. 

484 Eternal Spirit! we confess Watts. 

811 Exalt the Lord our God WcMs. 



915 Fading, still fading 

740 Faith adds new charms to earthly sight Watts. 

50o Faith is a living power from heaven. .if^wm. Christ. 
848 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone.. Watts. 

853 Far from the world, O Lord ! I flee Cowper. 

787 Far from these narrow scenes of night Steele. 

366 Father! how wide thy glory shines Watts. 

461 Father! I know that all ray life Waring. 

782 Father! I long, I faint, to see Walts. 

465 Father of eternal grace Montgomery. 

71 Father of heaven ! whose love profound... Coo/jer. 

485 Father of mercies, God of love Raffles. 

819 Father of mercies, God of love H. A. 31. 

531 Father of mercies! in thy word Steele. 

599 Father of mercies! send thy grace Doddridge. 

423 Father! whate'er of earthly bliss Steele. 

119 Fierce raged the storm of winds Bradon. 

520 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands Watts. 

967 For a season called to part Neiclon. 

758 For ever with the Lord Montgomery. 

285 Forth from the dark and stormy sky Heher. 

1\1 Forth in thy name, O Lord! I go Wesley. 

796 For thee, O dear, dear country (tr.) Neaie. 

813 For thy mercy and thy grace Downton. 

706 Frequent the day of God returns Browne. 

5 From all that dwell below the skies Watts. 

855 From every stormy wind that blows Stowell. 

645 From Greenland's icy mountains Heher. 

561 From the cross uplifted high Haweis. 

806 From thee, my God ! my joys shall rise Watts. 

760 Gentle Shepherd! thou hast (tr.) Meinhold. 

463 Gently, gently lay the rod Lyte. 

315 Gently, Lord! oh gently lead us Hastings. 

786 Give me the wings of faith Watts. 

So9 Give thanks to God ; he reigas above Watts. 

446 Give to the winds thy fears Gerhardt. 

651 Glorious things of thee are spoken Newton. 

952 Glory and praise and honor 

57 Glory to God on high Allen. 

830 God bless our native land Divight. 

863 God calling yet ; shall I not bear..(^r.) Borthwick. 

117 God from on high hath heard Nelson. 

542 God in the gospel of his Son Beddome. 

379 God is love; his mercy brightens Bowring. 

937 God is my strong salvation Montgomery. 

384 God is the Refuge of his saints Watts. 

369 God moves in a mysterious way Cowper. 

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HYMN 

438 God! iny supporter and my hope Watts. 

638 God of grace! oh, let thy light Churton. 

635 God of mercy, God of grace Dyte. 

670 God of mercy! throned on high 

22 God of my life ! through all my da,js..Doddridge. 

751 God of the living! in whose eyes Ellerton. 

887 God of the morning! at whose voice Watts. 

924 God! who madest earth and Heher. Whately. 

386 God will our strength and refuge... U. P. Psalter. 

816 Good is the Lord, the heavenly King Watts. 

603 Go, labor on, spend and be spent Bonar. 

614 Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord Watts. 

138 Go to dark Gethsemane Montgomery. 

544 Grace! 'tis a charming sound Doddridge. 

498 Gracious Spirit, Love divine Stocker. 

866 Grant me within thy courts a ]p\a,ce.. Montgomery. 

73 Great Father of each perfect gift Doddridge. 

705 Great God! attend while Zion sings Watts. 

376 Great God! how infinite art thou Watts. 

844 Great God! indulge my humble claim Watts. 

826 Great God of nations! now to thee 

622 Great God! tlie nations of the earth Gibbons. 

901 Great God! to thee my evening song Steele. 

810 Great God! we sing thy mighty hand..Z)od(/rt(i5re. 

764 Great God! what do I see and hear Luther. 

619 Great God! whose universal sway Waits. 

585 Great Lord of all thy churches Kingsley. 

655 Great Saviour! who didst condescend 

674 Great Shepherd of thy ransomed flock... iVeu>^ow. 
473 Guide me, thou great Jehovah William,s. 

509 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews Watts. 

321 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus Windgrove. 

154 Hail the day that sees him rise Madan. 

172 Hail, thou once-despised Jesus Windgrove. 

642 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad Hastings. 

646 Hail to the Lord's anointed '...Montgomery. 

910 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day Bacon. 

89 Hallelujah! raise, oh raise Condor. 

510 Happy the heart where graces reign , Watts. 

596 Happy the souls to Jesus joined Wesley. 

109 Hark, hark, the notes of joy Reed. 

769 Hark ! how the choral song of heaven R. S. M. 

288 Hark, ray soul ! it is the Lord Cowper. 

161 Hark! ten thmisand harps and voices Kelly. 

99 Hark the glad sound, the Saviour Doddridge. 

114 Hark! the herald angels sing Wesley. 

729 Hark! the song of jubilee Montgomery. 

140 Hark! the voice of love and mercy Evans. 

113 Hark ! what mean those holy voices Caivood. 

636 Hasten, Lord! the glorious time Auher. 

556 Hasten, sinner, to be wise Scott. 

447 Have mercy, Lord! on me Ang. Psalter. 

742 Hear what the voice from heaven Watts. 

660 Heavenly Father! may thy love Guest, 

481 



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HYMN 

466 Heavenly Father 1 to whose eye Cornier. 

130 He dies, the Friend of sinners dies Watts. 

in He lives, the great Redeemer lives Steele. 

131 Here at thy cross, incarnate God Walls. 

750 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour, reigns... Walls. 

(j08 He that goeth forth with weeping Hastings. 

867 He that hath made his refuge God Walls. 

345 High in the heavens, eternal God Watts. 

799 High in yonder realms of light Raffles. 

546 Ho, every one that thirsts I draw nigh Wesley. 

555 Ho! ye needy, come and welcome Hart. 

368 Holy and reverend is the name Needham. 

808 Holy Father! thou hast taught us 

503 Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness Mr.) Toplady. 

502 Holy Ghost, the Infinite v... 

499 Holy Ghost! with light divine ^S. Reed. 

527 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Ai»»»i^'hty'. Heber. 

82 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God.of hosts-Montgomeiy. 
530 Holy, holy, holy. Lord God of hosts.. Wordsworth. 
294 Holy Jesus, Saviour blest Mant. 

21 Hosannato the living Lord Heber. 

167 Hosanna to the Prince of light Walls. 

436 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord... Addison. 

583 How beauteous are their feet Walts. 

125 How beauteous were the marks divine Coxe. 

736 How blest the righteous when he (iies..Barbauld. 

590 How blest the sacred tie that binds Barbaidd. 

160 How calm and beautiful the morn Hastings. 

714 How charming is the place Stennett. 

682 How condescending and how kind Watls. 

573 How did my heart rejoice to hear Walls. 

324 How firm a foundation Kirkham. 

452 How gentle God's commands Doddridge. 

261 How heavy is the night Walls. 

489 How helpless guilty nature lies Steele. 

664 How large the promise, how divine Watts. 

404 How oft, alas I this wretched heart Steele. 

581 How pleasant, how divinely fair Waits. 

511 How pleased and blessed was I Watts. 

539 How precious is the book divine Fatvcelt. 

189 How sad our state by nature is Wafts. 

540 How shall the young secure their hearts... Watts. 

685 How sweet and awful is the place Walts. 

595 How sweet and heavenly is the sight Swain. 

229 How .«weet the name of Jesus sounds Newton. 

09 How sweet to leave the world a while Kelly. 

127 How sweetly Howed the gospel sonndi... Boivring. 

843 How welcome was the call Baker. 

501 Humble, Lord! my haughty spirit Lyte. 

400 I ASKED the Lord that I might grow Newton. 

271 I bless the Christ of God Bonar. 

237 If Christ is mine, then all is mine Beddome. 

684 If human kindness meets return Noel. 

C29 I give immortal praise Watts. 

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UYMN 

255 I heard the voice of Jesus say Bonar. 

268 I hear the words of love Bonar. 

480 I know no life divided i^lr.) Massic. 

162 I know that my Redeemer lives Weslq^. 

331 I lay my sins on Jesus Bonar. 

451 I lift my soul to God Walts. 

194 I love, I love thee, Lord most high Xarier. 

553 I love the volumes of thy word Watts. 

575 I love thy kingdom, Lord Diiight. 

912 I love to steal a while away Broun. 

948 I love to tell the story Kate Hankey. 

55 I '11 praise my Maker with my breath Walls. 

798 I'm a pilgrim and I'm a Mrs. 21. S. B. Dana. 

802 I 'm but a stranger here Taylor. 

225 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord Watts. 

852 In all my vast concerns with thee Waits. 

214 In every trying hour 

217 In evil long I took delight Newton. 

841 In grief and fear, to thee, Lord Bullock. 

332 In heavenly love abiding Waring. 

083 In memory of the Saviour's love Cotltrill. 

122 In staturegrowsthe heavenly Child..(<r.)CAa«d/o-. 

963 In sweet exalted strains Francis. 

141 In the cross of Christ I glory Bowring. 

804 In the Christian's home in glory Hunlei: 

897 In the morning hear my voice Montgomery. 

406 In thy great loving-kindness. Lord.. 6'. P. Psalter. 
84 In thy name, O Lord! assembling Kelly. 

512 In true and patient hope Wesley. 

905 Indulgent Father! by whose care..Z«o». £n. J/aflr. 

920 luspirer and Hearer of prayer Toplady. 

326 I once was a stranger to grace and to..McCheyne. 

392 I send the joys of earth away Watts. 

364 I sing the almighty power of God Watts. 

947 I think when I read that sweet story of old..Luke. 

457 Is this the kind return Watls. 

143 " It is finished !" shall we raise 

755 It is not death to die Belhune. 

453 It is thy hand, ray God Deck. 

407 I waited patient for the Lord Watts. 

179 I was a wandering sheep Bonar. 

339 I would love thee, God and Father Guyon. 

792 I would not live alway Muhlenberg. 

346 Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light WaUs. 

349 Jehovah reigns; his throne is high WaUs. 

790 Jerusalem, my happy home Dickson. 

794 Jerusalem, the glorious Neale. 

793 Jerusalem, the golden Neale. 

290 Jesus! all-atoning Lamb Wesley. 

602 Jesus! and shall it ever be Grifl 

150 Jesus Christ is risen to-day 

203 Jesus demands this heart of mine 

200 Jesus! engrave it on my heart Medleyt 

316 Jesus! full of all compassion Turner. 



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HTMX 

800 Jesus! full of truth aud love 

842 Jesus! guide our way Zinzendorf. 

171 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory Bakewell. 

265 Jesus! I live to thee Harbaugh. 

249 Jesus! I love thy charming name Doddridge. 

625 Jesus, immortal King! arise Burder. 

317 Jesus! I my cross have taken Lyte. 

678 Jesus is gone above the skies Waits. 

287 Jesus, Jesus! visit me I>un7i. 

302 Jesus, Lamb of God! for me Palmer. 

329 Jesus! let thy pitying eye Wesley. 

305 Jesus! lover of my soul Wesley. 

692 Jesus, Master ! hear me now 

307 Jesus! merciful and mild Hastings. 

184 Jesus, my all to heaven is gone Cennick. 

230 Jesus, my Saviour! bind me fast Beddome. 

180 Jesus! my Strength, my Hope Wesley. 

169 Jesus! our hope, our heart's desire H. A. M. 

600 Jesus, our Lord! how rich thy grace. ..Doddridge. 

298 Jesus! save my dying soul Hastings. 

175 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Watts. 

343 Jesus! still lead on (tr.) Borthwick. 

181 Jesus! the Shepherd of the sheep Kelly. 

182 Jesus, the sinner's Friend! to thee Wesley. 

201 Jesus, the spring of joys divine Steele. 

232 Jesus! the very thought of thee Bernard. 

231 Jesus! these eyes have never seen Palmer. 

252 Jesus! thou art my righteousness Wesley. 

190 Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend Burnham. 

676 Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts Bernard. 

133 Jesus! thy blood and righteousness.//?-.) J. Wesley. 

195 Jesus! thy boundless love to me (tr.)J. Wesley. 

617 Jesus ! thy church with longing eyes Bathurst. 

328 Jesus! thy name I love Ryles. 

62 Jesus! who knows full well Newton. 

680 Jesus! with all thy saints above Watts. 

110 Join all the glorious names Watts. 

98 Joy to the world, the Lord is come Watts. 

860 Just are thy ways and true thy word Watts. 

192 Just as I am, without one plea Elliott. 

372 Keep silence, all created things Watts. 

351 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong Watts. 

293 King of kings! and wilt thou deign 

606 Laborers of Christ ! arise Sigourney. 

689 Lamb of God! whose bleeding love Wesley. 

541 Laden with guilt and full of fears Walls. 

930 Lead, kindly light Newman. 

373 Let children hear the mighty deeds Watts. 

543 Let everlasting glories crown Watts. 

214 Let me but hear my Saviour say Watts. 

445 Let sinners take their course Watts. 

43 Let them neglect thy glory, Lord Watts. 

18 Let us with a gladsome mind Milton. 



HYMN 

247 Let worldly minds the world pursue Netvtoii. 

825 Let Zion praise the mighty Gud 

589 Let Zion's watchmen all awake Doddridge, 

5.i2 Life is the time to serve the Lord Waits. 

80 Light of life! seraphic fire Wesley. 

699 Light of light! enlighten me (tr.) Winckworth. 

627 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart Denny. 

319 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Wesley. 

564 Like Noah's weary dove Muhlenberg. 

135 Like sheep we went asti-ay Watts. 

582 Lo! God is here, let us adore Wesley. 

Tib Lo! he comes with clouds Cennick, Wesley. 

483 Lo! on a narrow neck of land Weshy. 

917 Lo! the day of rest declineth Bobbins. 

780 Lo! what a glorious sight appears Watts. 

226 Lord ! as to thy dear cross we flee Crumey. 

960 Lord! at this closing hour Fitch. 

86 Lord! dismiss us with thy blessing Smyth. 

464 Lord! for ever at thy side Montgomery. 

494 Lord God the Holy Ghost 3Iontgomery. 

211 Lord! I am thine, entirely thine Davies. 

407 Lord! I cannot let thee go Newton. 

537 Lord ! I have made thy word my choice Watts. 

496 Lord! I hear of showers of blessing Conder. 

318 Lord ! I know thy grace is nigh me Ganse. 

41 Lord! in the morning thou shalt hear Watts. 

279 Lord ! in this thy mercy's day.. Pev. I. Williams. 

121 Lord! in thy temple we appear Williams. 

235 Lord! it belongs not to my care Baxter. 

385 Lord! I will bless thee all my days Watts. 

245 Lord Jesus! are we one with thee Deck. 

353 Lord of all being! throned afar Holmes. 

81 Lord of hosts! how lovely fair Turner. 

892 Lord of my life! oh, may thy praise Steele. 

916 Lord of my life! whose tender care Chelsea. 

584 Lord of the gospel harvest! send 

821 Lord of the harvest! thee we hail Gumey. 

886 Lord of the harvest! bend thine ear Hastings. 

703 Lord of the Sabbath ! hear our \ows..Doddridge. 

579 Lord of the worlds above Watts. 

586 Lord ! pour thy Spirit from on high..Mo7itgom€ry. 
193 Lord ! take my heart and let it be (tr.) Wesley. 

65 Lord ! teach us how to pray aright. .3fontgom^ry. 

354 Lord! thou hast searched and seen me Waits. 

836 Lord ! thou hast scourged our gttilty land.. Watts. 
908 Lord ! thou wilt hear me when I pray Watts. 

59 Lord! we come before theo now Hammond. 

(5'J7 Lord! when before thy throne we meet 

521 Lord! when I all things would possess Gill. 

430 Lord ! when my raptured thought sur'veys..Steelc. 

78 Lord! -when we bend before thy throne..Oarlyle. 

176 Lord! when thou didst ascend on high Watts. 

835 Lord! while for all mankind we pray... IFJ-e/ord. 
881 I^rd! with glowing heart I'd praise thee. ..Key. 

314 Love divine, all love excelling Wesley. 

483 



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HYMV 

124 Majestic sweetness sits cntlironed Stennclt. 

173 Mighty God! while angels bless thee... i2o6iH60tt. 

459 Mine eyes and my desire Watts. 

333 More love to thee, Christ Prentiss. 

157 Morning breaks upon the tomb Collyer. 

525 Most ancient of all mysteries Fdber. 

223 Must Jesus bear the cross alone Allen. 

791 My days are gliding swiftly by Nelson. 

216 My dear Redeemer and my Lord Watts. 

335 My faith looks up to thee Palmer. 

24 My God! accept my early vows Watts. 

687 My God! accept my heart this day *.. Bridges. 

673 My God! and is thy table spread Doddridge. 

900 My God! how endless is thy love Walls. 

417 My God! how wonderful thou art Faher. 

399 My God! I leave to thee my ways Neiimard:. 

244 My God! I love thee, not because Xavier. 

854 My God! is any hour so sweet Elliott. 

416 My God, my Father! blissful name Steele. 

482 My God, my Father! while I stray Elliot. 

30 My God, my King! thy various praise Watts. 

450 My God, my life, my love Watts. 

391 My God! permit me not to be Watts. 

455 My God! permit my tongue Watts. 

434 My God! tiie covenant of thy love Doddridge. 

241 My God! the spring of all my joys Waits. 

422 My God! thy service well demands Doddridge. 

427 My God! 'tis to thy mercy-seat Sleele. 

738 My God! to thee I now commend Ililler. 

209 My gracious Lord ! I own thy right. ..Doddridge. 

801 My gracious Redeemer I love 

811 My Helper, God, I bless his name Doddridge 

312 My Jesus! as thou wilt , Schmolfc. 

700 My opening eyes with rapture sec Hutton, 

47 My Saviour, my almighty Friend Watts. 

511 My soul, be on thy guard Heath, 

49 My soul, repeat his praise.., ^Watts. 

672 My soul, how lovely is the place Watts. 

264 My spirit on thy care Lyle. 

401 My spirit sinks within me, Lord Watta. 

778 My thoughts surmount these lower skies.. ]Fa«s. 
814 My times are in thy hand Lloyd. 

677 Nature with open volume stands Watts. 

474 Nearer, my God ! to thee Adams. 

889 New every morning is the love Kcble. 

387 No change of < ime shall ever shock.. Tate <fe Brady. 

390 No more, my God ! I boast no more Watts. 

876 No, not despairingly Temple Ch, Chorals. 

IM Not all the blood of beasts Watts. 

696 Not worthy, Lord ! to gather up the... Bickersteth. 
207 Not yet, ye people of his choice Gill. 

88 Now begin the heavenly theme Madan. 

27 Now be my lioart inspired to sing Watts. 

644 Now bo the gospel banner Hastings. 

481 



HYMN 

921 Now from labor and from care Hastings. 

909 Now from the altar of our hearts Mason. 

929 Now God be with us, for the night is.. Winckworth. 

208 Now I resolve with all my heart Steele. 

878 Now is the accepted time Dobell. 

164 Now let our cheerful eyes survey Doddi-idge. 

13 Now let our songs arise Goode. 

771 Now let our souls on wings sublime Gibbons. 

691 Now may he who from the dead Newton. 

GG Now may the (iod of power and grace Watts. 

8G5 Now shall my solemn vows be paid Waits. 

820 Now thank we all our God Winckworth. 

28 Now to the Lord a noble song Watts. 

690 O Bread to pilgrims given Palmer. 

105 O Christ! our true and only {tr.) Winckumih. 

721 O day of rest and gladness Wordsworth. 

356 O dreadful glory, that doth make Gill. 

932 Ofaiih! thou workest miracles Faber. 

228 O Fount of good! to own thy iove Doddridge. 

884 OGod! beneath thy guiding hand Bacon. 

895 God, my gracious God ! to thee Ang. Psalter. 

6Go O God of Abraham! hear Hastings. 

441 God of Bethel! by whose hand Doddridge. 

526 O God of life, whose power benign Russell. 

403 OGod of mercy! hear my call Walts. 

632 O God of sovereign grace , Melrose. 

381 O God! thou art my God alone Montgomery. 

731 God ! thy grace and blessing give 

375 God! wc praise thee and confess Patrick. 

772 happy saints who dwell in light Berridge. 

185 O Holy Saviour, Friend unseen Elliot. 

493 Holy Spirit! come, and Jesus' love Allen. 

610 O Israel! to thy tents repair Kelly. 

256 O Jesus Christ! if aught there be 

258 O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord Faber. 

251 O Jesus, King most wonderful {ir.)Caswall. 

888 O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace {tr.) Chandler. 

191 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost Bickersteth. 

250 O Jesus! thou the beauty art {tr.) Casuall. 

911 O Lord! another day is flown White. 

959 Lord! be with us when we sail Nelson. 

382 O Lord I how full of sweet content Guyon. 

243 OLord! I would delight in thee Ryland. 

425 OLord! my l)est desires fulfill Conper. 

128 Lord of health and life! what towgnc. .Beadon. 

570 O Lord of hosts! how lovely is U. P. Psalter, 

955 O Lord of hosts! whose glory fills Neale. 

628 Lord, our God ! arise Wardlaw. 

497 O Lord ! thy heavenly grace impart Oberlin- 

604 O Lord! thy work revive Brotvn. 

278 O Love divine! how sweet thou art Weslejf. 

186 O Love divine! that stooped to share Holmes. 

784, 971 O mother dear, Jerusalem F. B. P. 

785 O my sweet home, Jerusalem Quarles. 



INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 



768 paradise, O paradise Faher. 

149 sacred Head! now wounded {tr.) Alexander. 

152 O Saviour! who for man hast trod H. A. M. 

(516 Spirit of the living God Montgomery. 

23(3 thou from whom all goodness flows Burns. 

939 thou in whose presence Swain. 

?>67 thou, my soul, bless God the laOV(\...U. P. Psalter. 

8j9 thou that hearest prayer Burton. 

2S1 thou that hearest the prayer of i&\t\i..Toplady. 
395 O thou that hearest when sinners cry Watts. 

157 thou the contrite sinner's Friend Elliot. 

158 thou to whose all-searching sight Haweis. 

97 thou who by a star didst guide Neale. 

259 thou who driest the mourner's tear Moore. 

75 thou who hast thy servants taught Alford. 

652 O thou whom we adore Wesley. 

431 thou whose bounty fills my cup Crewdson. 

607 thou whose glory and whose grace 

954 thou whose own vast temple stands Bryant. 

253 thou whose sacred feet have trod Burns. 

402 thou whose tender mercy hears Steele. 

19 Zion! tune thy voice Doddridge. 

52 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul Walts. 

G3 Oh, blessed souls are they Watts. 

564 Oh, cease, my wandering soul 3Iuhlenherg. 

Ill Oh, come, all ye faithful {tr.) Caswall. 

132 Oh, come and mourn with me a while Faher. 

419 Oh, could I find from day to day Cleveland. 

90 Oh, could I speak the matchless viorih.... Medley. 

777 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly Steele. 

426 Oh, for a closer walk with God Cowper. 

739 Oh, for a faith that will not shrink Bathurst. 

522 Oh, for a heart of calm repose 

410 Oh, for a heart to praise my God Wesley. 

741 Oh, for an overcoming faith Watts. 

33 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing ^yesley. 

770 Oh, for a sweet, inspiring ray Steele. 

222 Oh, for that tenderness of heart Wesley. 

754 Oh, for the death of those 3Iontgomery. 

411 Oh, greatly blessed the people are... L". P. Psalter. 
210 Oh, happy day that fixed my choice. ..Z>ocZ(Z/-icZ^e. 

538 Oh, how I love thy holy law Watts. 

218 Oh, may my heart, by grace renewed Fawcett. 

601 Oh, still in accents sweet and strong. ..Longfellow. 

204 Oh, that I could for ever dwell Reede. 

2G0 Oh, that I could repent Wesley. 

196 Oh, that my load of sin were gone Wesley. 

415 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways... Watts. 

534 Oh, that thy statutes every hour Watts. 

277 Oh, what if we are Christ's Baker. 

569 Oh, where are kings and empires now Coze. 

767 Oh, where shall rest be found Montgomery. 

362 Oh, worship the King, all glorious iihoxQ... Grant. 

650 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Williams. 

600 Oft in danger, oft in woe White. 



HVMN 

891 Once more, my soul, the rising day Watts. 

592 One sole baptismal sign Robinson. 

320 One there is above all others Newton. 

783, 970 On Jordan's stormy banks I ■sX2.xi^....Stennett. 

648 On the mountain's top appearing Kelly. 

Ill On this day, the first of days {tr.) Baker. 

495 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed Auher. 

435 Our God, our help in ages past Watts. 

953 Our God stands firm, a rock and tower 

833 Our land, O Lord ! with songs of praise... Wesley. 

151 Our Lord is risen from the dead Wesley. 

405 Out of. the deeps of long distress Watts. 

945 Pass away, earthly joy Bonar. 

311 People of the living God Montgomery. 

856 Pleasant are thy courts above Lyte. 

100 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Watts. 

383 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid Watts. 

827 Praise, Lord ! for thee in Zion waits Lyte. 

832 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven Lyte. 

823 Praise on thee in Zion's gates Condei: 

470 Praise the Lord, his glories show Lyte. 

380 Praise the Lord, ye heayens,a6oTe. ..Kcmpthornc. 

829 Praise to God, immortal praise Barbauld. 

507 Praise waits in Zion, Lord ! for thee Watts. 

7 Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name Watts. 

29 Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join Watts. 

851 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire Montgomery. 

289 Prince of peace, control my will 

220 Prostrate, dear Jesus ! at thy feet Stennett. 

476 Quiet, Lord! my froward heart Newton. 

116 Raise your triumphant songs Watts. 

724 Rejoice, rejoice, believers (tr.) Borthwick. 

139 Resting from his work to-day Whytehead. 

397 Return, my roving heart, return Doddridge. 

547 Return, wanderer, return Collyer. 

580 Rise, gracious God ! and shine Pratt's Coll. 

797 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Seagrave. 

591 Rise, my soul, pursue the path Needham. 

304 Rock of ages, cleft forme Toplady. 

83 Safely through another week Newton. 

839 Salvation doth to God belong 

871 Salvation! oh, the joyful sound Walts. 

965 Saviour! again to thy dear name we Ellerton. 

92 Saviour, blessed Saviour Thwing. 

928 Saviour ! breathe an evening \)\QS'5\ng..Edmeston. 
679 Saviour divine ! we know thy name. ..Doddridge. 

334 Saviour, I follow on Rohinsoii. 

336 Saviour, I look to thee Hastings. 

504 Saviour, I thy word believe Toplady. 

941 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us Union Hymns. 

79 Saviour, when in dust to thee Grant. 

661 Saviour, who thy flock art {eedins-.-Muhlcuberg. 

485 



INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 



nVMN 

880 Saviour, visit thy plantation....^ Neicton. 

874 Say, sinner, hatha voice within Hyde. 

CIS See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands... 2)o(M/-W<7e. 

098 See, Josus stands with open arms Steele. 

7oO See the ransomed millions stand Conder. 

o3 See what a living stone Watts. 

89:J Serene I laid me down Scott. 

914 Shall we gather at the river Eev. R. Lowry. 

2o7 Shepherd divine! our wants relieve Wesley. 

G69 Shepherd of Israel ! from above Bathurst. 

G59 Shepherd of tender youth Alcxandrinus. 

62G Shine, mighty God! on Zion shine Watts. 

6:i9 Shout the glad tidings Muhlenberg. 

393 Show pity. Lord! O Lord, forgive Waits. 

371 Since all the varying scenes of time Hervey. 

365 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Watts. 

10 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands Watts. 

554 Sinners' will you scorn the message Allen. 

557 Sinners, turn ; why will ye die Wesley. 

734 So fades the lovely, blooming flower Steele. 

146 Soft be the gently breathing notes Collyer. 

919 Softly fades the twilight ray Smith. 

918 Softly now the light of day Doane. 

666 Soldiers of Christ! arise Wesley. 

215 So let our lips and lives express Watts. 

479 Sometimes a light surprises Newton. 

17 Songs of praise the angels sang Montgomery. 

Ib'l Soon and forever Monsell. 

418 Soon as I heard my Father say Waits. 

615 Soon may the last glad song ari.se Pratt's Coll. 

838 Sovereign of all the worlds above Furman. 

620 Sovereign of worlds! display thy power..Z>/-oper. 
707 Spirit of truth! on this thy day Heber. 

16 Stand up and bless the Lord Montgomery. 

515 Stand up, my soul! shake off thy fears Walts. 

951 Stand up, stand up for Jesus Duffield. 

958 Star of peace, to wanderers weary 

488 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay Wesley. 

824 Summer ended, harvest o'er Phillimore. 

898 Sun of my .soul, thou Saviour dear Kehle. 

144 Surely Christ thy griefs has borne Toplady. 

486 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh Steele. 

849 Sweet hour of prayer Rev. —WalJ'ord. 

702 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve Edineston. 

437 Sweet is the memory of thy grace Watts. 

54 Sweet is the work, Lord Auber. 

20 Sweet is the work, my God, my King Watts. 

906 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go Faher. 

088 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing Robinson. 

238 Sweet was the time when first I felt Newton. 

834 Swell the anthem, raise the song Strong. 

935 Tarry with me, O my Saviour... il/r.9. J. K. Clark. 

005 Teach me, my God and King Herbert. WeMey. 

743 Teach me the measure of my days Watts. 

486 



HYMN 

949 Tell me the old, old story 

765 That awful day will surely come Watts. 

749 That day of wrath, that dreadful day Scott. 

352 Thee we adore, eternal Lord Cotterill. 

817 Thee we adore, eternal name Watts. 

42 Thee will I bless, my God and King 

727 The church has waited long Bonar. 

964 The church's one foundation S'one. 

913 The day is past and gone Leland. 

926 The day is past and over St. Anatolius. 

715 The day of praise is done 

903 The day, O Lord! is spent Neale. 

360 The glory of the Lord _. 

828 The God of harvest praise Montgomery. 

168 The head that once was crowned with Kelly. 

350 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord Watts. 

733 The hour of my departure 's come Bruce. 

443 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord..ra/e & Brady. 

357 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways Watts 

348 The Lord is king, lift up thy voice Conder. 

323 The Lord is my shepherd, no vcy,x\\...MoiUgomery. 

363 The Lord Jehovah reigns, and Watts. 

576 The Lord Jehovah reigns, let Watts. 

374 The Lord Jehovah unto all U. P. Psalter. 

284 The Lord my pasture shall prepare Addison. 

266 The Lord my shepherd is Watts. 

571 The Lord of glory is my light Waits. 

377 The Lord our God is clothed with might... White. 

442 The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want Rouse. 

629 The Lord to my Lord said U. P. Psalter. 

643 The morning light is breaking Smith. 

102 The people that in darkness sat 3foiTison. 

50 TliCpity of the Lord Watts. 

686 The promise of my Father's love Watts. 

803 The roseate hues of early dawn Alexander. 

233 The Saviour, oh, what endless charms Steele. 

931 The shadows of the evening hours Proctor. 

344 The spacious firmament on high Addiso7i. 

535 The Spirit breathes upon the word Cou-per. 

563 The Spirit in our hearts Onderdonk. 

310 The Sun of righteousness on me Wesley. 

037 The voice of free grace cries Burdsall. 

938 There is a blessed home Baker. 

788 There is a fold whence none can stray East. 

136 There is a fountain filled with blood Cowpcr. 

781, 969 There is a land of pure delight Raffles. 

805 There is an hour of peaceful rest Tappan. 

412 There is a safe and secret place Av'c. 

910 There is no name so sweet on earth Roberts. 

197 Tlicre is none other name than thine 

933 There is no .sorrow, Lord! too light Crewdson. 

291 Thine for ever, God of love Maude. 

709 This is the day the Lord has made Watts. 

922 This night, O Lord! we bless thee 

421 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord Rajfks. 



INDEX TO FIRST LIXES. 



HYMS 

413 Thou art ray portion, my God Watts. 

239 Thou art the -way, to thee alone Doane. 

2-3 Thou hidden source of calm repose Wesley. 

7 33 Thou Judge of quick and dead Wesley. 

242 Thou lovely Source of true delight Steele. 

205 Thou only Sovereign of my heart Steele. 

2G9 Thou very present aid Wesley. 

GG2 Thou -n-ho a tender Parent art 

C71 Thou Trhom my soul admires above Watts. 

52S Thou whose almighty word Marriott. 

45 Through all the changing scenes of life Tate. 

745 Through sorrow's night and danger's path.. White. 

927 Through the day thy love has spared us Kelly. 

899 Thus far the Lord hath led me on Fuwcett. 

523 Thy home is with the humble, Lord Faber. 

C33 Thy name, almighty Lord Watts. 

618 Thy people, Lord! who trust thy word Voke. 

313 Thy way, not mine, O Lord Bonar. 

370 Thy way, God .' is in the sea Fawcctt. 

936 Time is winging us away Burton. 

296 'Tis a point I long to know Xewton. 

506 'Tis by the faith of joys to come Waits. 

818 'T is by thy strength the mountains stand.. Walts. 

129 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow Tappan. 

306 'Tis my happiness below Coicper. 

746 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope Toplady. 

51 To bless thy chosen race Tate. 

875 To-day the Saviour calls Spir. Sonffs. 

712 To-day the Saviour rose IIosf:i)is. 

524 To God be glory, peace on earth.... Ja/e & Brady. 
G To God the great, the ever-blessed Watts. 

48 To God the only wise Watts. 

420 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes Watts. 

340 To Jesus, the Crown of my hope Coirpcr. 

914 To-morrow, Lord : is thine Doddridge. 

631 To our almighty Maker, God ..Watts. 

3.5 To our Redeemer's glorious name Steele. 

270 To praise our Shepherd's care Havergal. 

91 To thee, my God and Saviour Haiceis. 

439 To thee, my Shepherd and my 'Lox(\..Heginbotham,. 

469 To thy pastures fair and large Merrick. 

574 To thy temple I repair Montgomery. 

612 Triumphant Zion ! lift thy head Doddridge. 

424 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite Doddridge. 

414 Unshaken as the sacred hills Watts. 

lol Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb Watts. 

347 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes Watts. 

358 Up to the Lord, who reigns on high Watts. 

361 Upward I lift mine eye Watts. 

471 "Wait, my soul, upon the Lord Lloyd. 

388 Wait, my soul! thy Maker's will Beddome. 

726 Wake the song of jubilee Bacon. 

634 'Watchmaul tell us of the night Boicring. 

961 We come, O Lord 1 before thy throne Bacon. 



HYMN 

276 We give thee but thine own H&w. 

718 Welcome, delightful morn Hayward. 

869 Welcome, O Saviour! to my heart Bourne. 

713 Welcome, sweet day of rest Walts. 

322 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer W. M. 

148 We sing the praise of him who died Kelly. 

776 We've no abiding city here Kelly. 

800 What are these in bright array Montgomery. 

26 What equal honors shall we bring Watts. 

123 What grace, O Lord ! and beauty shon%... Denny. 

831 What our Father does is well Schmolk. 

773 What sinners value I resign Watts. 

44 What shall I render to my God Waits. 

107 What star is this with beams so bright ..C^/-id/er. 
587 What though the arm of couq\\eTiug..Doddridge. 

845 What various hindrances we meet Coicper. 

429 When all thy mercies, O my God Addison. 

398 When at thy footstool, Lord! I bend Lyte. 

282 When gathering clouds around I view Grant. 

862 When, gracious God ! when shall it be Wesley. 

789 When I can read ray title clear Walts. 

472 When I can trust my all with God Conder. 

837 When in our hour of utmost {tr.) Winckworth. 

147 When I survey the wondrous cross Watts. 

104 When Jordan hushed his waters siiW... Campbell. 

254 When languor and disease invade Toplady. 

126 When like a stranger on our STphere-Montgomery. 
647 When, Lord! to this our western land.. 0«cfercZo«/;. 

103 When marshaled on the nightly plain White. 

292 "V^Tien, my Saviour! shall I be Wesley. 

142 When on Sinai's top I see Montgoinei-y. 

761 When our heads are bowed with woe Milman. 

444 When overwhelmed with grief Walts. 

762 When rising from the bed of death Addison. 

183 When sins and fears prevailing rise Steele. 

894 When streaming from the eastern skies... Gran^, 

708 When the worn spirit wants repose Edmeston. 

478 When this passing world is done McCheyne. 

747 When thou, my righteous Judge Huntingdon. 

221 When, wounded sore, the stricken soy\\..Alexander. 

846 Where high the heavenly temple stands... 5race. 
861 Where two or three with sweet ViCcordL...StenneU. 
872 While life prolongs its precious light Dwighi. 

95 While shepherds watched their flocks Tate. 

807 While with ceaseless course the sun Xeuton. 

432 ^Tiilst thee I seek, protecting power Williams. 

942 Who, Lord! when life is o'er Auber. 

I 516 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn Watts. 

744 Why do we mourn departing friends Walts. 

490 Why should the children of a king Watts. 

732 Why should we start and fear to die Walts. 

549 Why will ye waste on trifling cares Doddridge. 

857 Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold Auber. 

868 With all my powers of heart and tongue... Watts. 

396 With broken heart and contrite sigh Elvin, 

487 



INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 



460 
711 
163 
39 
870 



408 
178 
118 
950 



With humble heart and tojigue Fawcett. 

With joy we hail the sacred day Auber. 

With joy we meditate the grace Watts. 

With my whole heart I'll raise my ?,ong...Walts. 
With my whole heart I've sought thy face.. Waits. 

With songs and honors sounding. loud Watts. 

With songs of sacred joy Doddridge. 

With tears of anguish, I lament Slennett. 

W^ith transport, Lord! our souls Doddridge. 

Within the Father's house Beadon. 

Work, for the night is coming Dyer. 



341 Ye angels who stand round the throne.. Z)e Fleury. 
609 Ye Christian herald.s, go proclaim 

488 



HYMN 

224 Ye men and angels, witness now Beddome. 

630 Ye messengers of Christ Vohe. 

3 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Waits. 

1 Ye servants of God Wesley. 

27.5 Ye servants of the Lord Doddridge. 

566 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Steele. 

934 Yes, for me, for me he careth Bonar. 

38 Yes, I will bless thee, O my God Heginhotham. 

159 Yes, the Redeemer rose Doddridge. 

309 Yield to me now, for I am weak We.iley. 

458 Your harps, ye trembling saints Toplady. 

649 ZiON stands with hills surrounded Kelly. 

639 Zion ! the marvelous story be i(i\\ii\%..Muhlenberg. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



ADOPTION. 

454 Behold what wondrous grace. 
475 Blessed are the sons of God. 

11 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace. 

15 Come, we that love the Lord. 
349 Jehovah reigns ; his throne is high. 
416 My God 1 my Father! blissful name. 
434 My God ! the covenant of thy love. 
418 Soon as I heard my Father say. 

AFFLICTION. 

240 All ye who seek for sure relief. 

145 Beyond where Cedron's waters flow. 

4S1 Encompassed with clouds of distress. 

463 Gently, gently, lay thy rod. 

255 I heard the voice of Jesus say. 

274 In every trying hour. 

453 It is thy hand, my God. 

195 Jesus : thy boundless love to me. 

214 Let me but hear my Saviour say. 

3S5 Lord I I will bless thee all my days. 

401 My spirit sinks within me, Lord ! 

186 O Love Divine 1 that stooped to share. 

236 O thou from whom all goodness flows. 

259 O thou who driest the mourner's tear. 

253 O thou whose sacred feet have trod. 

257 Shepherd divine ! our wants relieve. 

421 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord I 

283 Thou hidden source of calm repose. 

471 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord. 

282 When gathering clouds around I view. 

458 Your harps, ye trembling saints. 

ALMSGIVING. 

228 O Fount of good, to own thy love. 

ANXIETY. 

296 'T is a point I long to know. 

ASSURANCE. 

213 And dost thou say, " Ask what thou wilt" ? 

271 I bless the Christ of God. 

.326 I once was a stranger to grace and to God. 



ATONEMENT. (See Death of Christ:) 

BAPTISM. 

656 A little child the Saviour came. 

663 Behold what condescending love. 
660 Blessed Jesus I here we stand. 

657 By cool Siloam's shady rill. 

654 Come, Holy Ghost, come from on high. 
653 Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray. 
6.55 Great Saviour, who didst condescend. 
660 Heavenly Father ! may thy love. 

664 How large the promise, how divine. 

665 God of Abra'ui: hear. 

061 Saviour, who thy flock art feeding. 
0.58 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand. 
669 Shepherd of Israel, from above. 
6.59 Shepherd of tender youth. 

666 Soldiers of Christ ! arise. 

BELIEVERS. 

Blessedxess of. 

411 Oh, greatly blessed the people are. 
Security of. 

519 Amazing grace, how sweet the sound. 
468 Cast thy burden on the Lord. 

520 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands. 
357 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways. 

412 There is a safe and secret place. 
421 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord. 
414 Unshaken as the sacred hills. 

.361 Upward I lift mine eyes. 

510 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn. 

BENEFICENCE. 

882 Blest is the man whose softening heart. 
228 Fount of good, to own thy love. 
276 We give thee but thine own. 

BLINDNESS REMOVED. 

318 Lord 1 I know thy grace is nigh me. 

CHRIST. 
Advent of. 
106 All praise to thee, eternal Lord. 
489 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



115 As wiih gladness, men of old. 

108 Brightest and bestof the sons of the morning 
9(j Bright was the guiding star that led. 

101 Calm on the listening ear of night. 

112 Come, thou long-expected Jesus. 
117 God from on high hath heard. 

109 Hark ! hark ! the notes of joj'. • 

99 Hark the glad sound ! the Saviour comes. 
114 Hark 1 the herald angels sing. 

113 Hark ! -what mean those holy voices. 

110 Join all the glorious names. 

98 Joy to the world, the Lord is come. 
105 O Christ, our true and only light. 

111 Oh, come, all ye faithful. 

97 O thou who by a star didst guide. 
100 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair. 

116 Raise your triumphant songs. 

102 The people that in darkness sat. 

107 What star is this with beams so bright. 
104 When Jordan hushed his waters still. 

103 When marshaled on the ni.?htly plain. 

95 While shepherds watched their flocks by 
night. 

A CORNEK-STONE. 

53 Sec what a living stone. 
A Friend. 

190 Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend. 
47 My Saviour, my almighty friend. 

243 O Lord, I would delight in thee. 

320 One there is above all others. 
A Hiding-place. 

191 Jesus, Saviour of the lost. 
A King. 

321 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus. 

27 Now be my heart inspired to sing. 
A Leader. 

343 Jesus ! still lead on. 
A Lover. 

305 Jesus ! lover of my soul. 

A PRIE.ST. 

321 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus. 
A Prophet. 

321 Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus. 
A Refuge. 

286 As oft, with worn and weary feet. 

285 Forth from the dark and stormy sky. 

205 Thou only Sovereign of my heart. 
A Rock. 

191 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost. 

804 Rock of ages, cleft for me. 
A Shepherd. 

179 I was a wandering sheep. 

181 Jesus, the shepherd of the sheep. 
490 



939 thou in whose presence my soul takes 
delight. 

941 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us. 
An Advocate. 

190 Jesus! thou art the sinner's friend. 
Ascension of. 

857 Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold. 
Completeness in. 

303 Blessed Saviour ! thee I love. 

202 Complete in thee, no work of mine. 

237 If Christ is mine, then all is mine. 

290 Jesus, all-atoning lamb. 
Coronation of. 

32 All hail the power of Jesus' name. 
Death of. 

199 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb. 

149 O Sacred Head, now wounded. 

129 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow. 
Dependence on. 

307 Jesus, merciful and mild. 
Exaltation of. 

165 Arise, ye people, and adore. 

152 O Saviour, who for man hast trod. 

151 Our Lord is risen from the dead. 

178 With transport. Lord, our souls proclaim. 

159 Yes, the Redeemer rose. 
Faithfulness of. 

288 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord. 
Glory of. 

9 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name. 
90 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth. 
28 Now to the Lord a noble song. 
Humiliation of. 

106 All praise to th«e, eternal Lord. 
In Presence of the Doctors. 

118 Within the Father's house. 
In the Arms of Simeon. 

121 Lord : in thy temple we appear. 
Intercession of. 

187 thou, the contrite sinner's P'riend. 
Light of the World. 

890 Awake, my soul, and with the sun. 
896 Christ, whose glory fills the skies. 

93 Lead, kindly light. 
319 Light of those whose dreary dwelling. 

892 Lord of my life, oh may thy praise. 
889 New every morning is the love. 
105 O Christ! our true and only light. 
895 O (iod, my gracious God! to thee. 
888 O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace. 

891 Once more, my soul, the rising day. 

893 Serene I laid me down. 



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INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



S94 When streaming from the easteru skies. 
Likeness to. 
213 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt"? 
307 Jesus, merciful and mild. 

LoxcrsG FOR. 

327 Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou with me. 

328 Come, my Redeemer, come. 
287 Jesus, Jesus, visit me. 

231 Jesus, these eyes have never seen. 
207 Not yet, ye people of his grace. 

340 To Jesus, the crown of my hope. 

341 Ye angels who stand round the throne. 
Loveliness of. 

125 How beauteous were the marks divine. 

122 In stature grows the heavenly child. 
124 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned. 
251 Jesus, king most wonderful. 

250 O Jesus, thou the beauty art. 

123 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone. 
Loving-kindness of. 

25 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays. 
Love of. 
195 Jesus! thy bound4ess love to me. 
35 To our Redeemer's glorious name. 

Love to. 
273 Blessed be thy love, dear Lord. 

245 Compared with Christ, in all beside. 

9 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name. 
234 Dearest of all the names above. 

246 Do not I love thee, O my Lord. 
194 I love, I love thee, Lord most high. 

203 Jesus demands this heart of mine. 
249 Jesus! I love thy charming name. 
305 Jesus, lover of my soul. 

232 Jesus! the very thought of thee. 
328 Jesus! thy name I love. 

833 More love to thee, O Christ. 

244 My God ! I love thee, not because. 

258 O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord. 

278 O Love Divine ! how sweet thou art! 

204 Oh, that I could for ever dwell. 
334 Saviour ! I follow on. 

16 Stand up and bless the Loi'd. 

Miracles of. 
120 All praise to thee, O Lord. 
128 O Lord of health and life, what tongue. 

126 When like a stranger on our sphere. 

Name of. 
229 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. 
197 There is none other name than thine. 

Needful. 
200 Jesus ! engrave it on my heart. 



Praise to. 

.32 All hail the power of Jesus' name. 
34 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers. 
87 Children of the heavenly King. 
36 Come, let us join our cheerful songs. 
94 Come, thou Fount of every blessing. 
47 My Saviour, my almighty friend. 
27 Now be my heart inspired to sing. 
33 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing. 
26 What equal honors shall we bring. 

Priesthood of. 

14 Awake and sing the song. 
162 I know that my Redeemer lives. 
164 Now let our cheerful eyes survey. 
846 Where high the heavenly temple stands. 

Resurrection of. 

162 I know that my Redeemer lives. 

150 Jesus Christ is risen to-day. 
53 See what a living stone. 
Righteousness of. 

252 Jesus, thou art my righteousness. 

133 Oh, come and mourn with me a while. 

281 O thou that hearest the prayer of faith. 
Stilling the Tempest. 

119 Fierce raged the storm of winds. 
Submission to. 

293 King of kings ! and wilt thou deign. 
289 Prince of peace! control my wilL 
292 When, my Saviour, shall I be. 

Titles of. 
102 The people that in darkness sat. 

The Lamb. 
337 Behold the Lamb of God. 
199 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb. 

56 Come, all ye saints of God. 

36 Come, let us join our cheerful songs. 

57 Glory to God on high. 

302 Jesus, Lamb of God, for me. 
144 Surely Christ thy griefs has borne. 
The Life. 
295 Christ, of all my hopes the ground. 

294 Holy Jesus, Saviour blest. 
The only Saviour. 

207 Jesus, the spring of joys divine. 
The Truth. 

294 Holy Jesus, Saviour blest. 
The Way. 

294 Holy Jesus, Saviour blest. 

239 Thou art the way, to thee alone. 
Union with. 

263 Dear Saviour ! we are thine. 

245 Lord Jesus! are we one with thee? 
491 



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INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Weicping. 
267 Did Christ o'er sinners weep? 

CHIEF OF SINNERS. 

301 Chief of sinners though I be. 

CHILDREN. 

943 Come, let us sing of Jesus. 

952 Glory and praise and honor. 

540 How shall the young secure their hearts. 

441 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand. 

941 Saviour! like a shepherd lead us. 

460 With humble heart and tongue. 

CHRISTIAN WORK. 

603 Go, labor on, spend and be spent. 
G02 Jesus ! and shall it ever be. 

601 Oh, still in accents sweet and strong. 

604 O Lord! thy work revive. 

605 Teach me, my God and King. 

CHURCH. 

15 Come, we that love the Lord. 
81 Lord of hosts ! how lovely fair. 
19 O Zion, tune thy voice. 
7 Praise ye the Lord! exalt his name. 
83 Safely through another Aveek. 

CLOSE OF SERVICE. (See Evening.) 

968 Dismiss us with thy blessing. Lord. 
86 Lord, dismiss us with thj"^ blessing. 
916 Lord of my life ! whose tender caro. 

CONFESSION OF CHRIST. 

225 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord. 
317 Jesus, I my cross have taken. 
311 People of the living God. 
224 Ye men and angels, witness now. 

CONSECRATION. 

227 And must I part with all I have. 
303 Blessed Saviour ! thee I love. 
272 Dear Lord and Master mine. 
465 Father of eternal grace. 
212 Forth in thy name, O Lord ! I go. 
392 I send the joys of earth away. 
265 Jesus, I live to thee. 
230 Jesus, my Saviour, bind rac fast. 
180 Jesus, my strength, my hope. 
211 Lord ! I am thine, entirely thine. 
20:) My gracious Lord, I own thy right. 
208 Now I re-solve with all my heart. 
210 Oh, happy day that fixed my choice. 
497 O Lord! thy heavenly grace impart. 
291 Thine for ever, God of love. 
809 Welcome, O Saviour, to ray heart. 
44 What shall I render to my (Jod. 
492 



CONSISTENCY. 

215 So let our lips and lives express. 

CONTENTMENT. 

423 Father ! whate'er of earthly bliss. 

CONVERSION. (See Repentance.) 

CONVICTION OF SIN. (See Repentance.) 

CROSS-BEARING. 

226 Lord ! as to thy dear cross we flee. 
223 Mu.st Jesus bear the cross alone. 
306 'T is my happiness below. 

DEATH. 

735 Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep. 

740 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss. 

742 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims. 

736 IIow blest the righteous when he dies. 

738 My God ! to thee I now commend. 

731 O God! thy grace and blessing give. 

739 Oh, for a faith that will not shrink. 

741 Oh, for an overcoming faith. 

734 So fades the lovely, blooming flower. 

743 Teach me the measure of my days. 
733 The hour of ray departure's come. 

745 Through sorrow's night and danger's path. 
936 Time is winging us away. 

746 'T is sweet to rest in lively hope. 

737 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb. 

744 W^hy do avc mourn departed friends. 

732 AVhy should we start and fear to die? 
Triumph Over. 

52 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. 

DECLENSION MOURNED. 

2.38 Sweet was the time when first I felt. 
242 Thou lovely source of true delight. 

DEDICATION OF A CHURCH. 

957 And will the great, eternal God. 
956 An earthly temple here we raise. 

962 Christ is our corner stone. 

963 In sweet exalted strains. 

955 O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills. 
954 thou whose own vast temple stands. 

DESIRE FOR GOD. 

433 As pants the hart for cooling streams. 
389 As pants the hart for water brooks. 
450 My God! my life, my love. 
455 My God ! permit my tongue. 
419 Oh, could I find from day to day. 
426 Oh, for a closer walk with God. 

381 O (Jod ! thou art my God alone. 

382 O Lord ! how full of sweet content. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



425 O Lord! my best desires fulfill. 
420 To heaven I lift ray waiting eyes. 

DISCIPLINE. 

448 And shall I sit alone. 

463 Gently, gently, lay thy rod. 

46f5 Heavenly Father ! to whose eye. 

400 I asked the Lord that I might grow. 

474 Nearer, my God! to thee. 

DISMISSION. (See Close of Service.) 

DUTY. 

45G A charge to keep I have. 

EVENING. 

923 Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide. 

902 All praise to thee, my God ! this night. 

904 At even, ere the sun was set. 

925 Day by day the manna fell. 

907 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song. 

915 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining. 
9:57 God is my strong salvation. 

924 God, who madest earth and heaven. 
901 Great God ! to thee my evening song. 

910 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day. 

912 I love to steal a while away. 

905 Indulgent Father! by whose care. 

920 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer. 

930 Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling 

gloom. 

916 Lord of my life, whose tender care. 

908 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray. 

917 Lo ! the day of rest declineth. 
900 My God ! how endless is thy love. 

921 Now from labor and from care. 

909 Now from the altar of our hearts. 

929 Now God be with us, for the night is closing. 

932 O faith ! thou workest miracles. 

911 O Lord! another day iattown. 

939 thou in whose presence my soul takes de- 

light. 
928 Saviour! breathe an evening blessing. 
941 Saviour! like a shepherd lead us. 
919 Softly fades the twilight ray. 

918 Softly now the light of day. 

898 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear. 

906 Sweet Saviour ! bless us ere we go. 
9.35 Tarry with me, O my Saviour. 

913 The day is past and gone. 

926 The day is past and over. 

903 The day, O Lord ! is spent, 
938 There is a blessed home. 

940 There is no name so sweet on earth. 

933 There is no sorrow. Lord ! too light. 

931 The shadow.s of the evening hours. 



922 This night, O Lord ! we bless thee, 

936 Tirue is winging us away. 

942 Who, O Lord ! when life is o'er. 

ENCOURAGEMENTS. 

64 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat. 

FAITH. 

389 As pants the hart for water-brooks. 

507 Author of faith, eternal Word. 

508 By faith in Christ I walk with God. 

505 Faith i£ a living power from heaven. 
369 God maves in a mysterious way. 
438 God, my supporter and my hope. 
480 I know no life divided. 

180 Jesus, my strength, my hope. 
445 Let sinners take their course. 
464 Lord ! for ever at thy side. 
399 My God! I leave to thee my ways. 

427 My God ! 't is to thy mercy-seat. 
387 No change of time shall ever shock 
932 faith ! thou workest miracles. 
381 God ! thou art my God alone. 
383 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid. 

506 'Tis by the faith of joys to come. 
361 Upward I lift mine eyes. 

444 When overwhelmed with grief. 
432 Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power. 
458 Your harps, ye trembling saints. 
Prayed for. 

428 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise. 

FAITH IN CHRIST. 

330 By me, O my Saviour ! stand. 

272 Dear Lord and Master mine. 

332 In heavenly love abiding. 

.342 Jesus ! guide our way. 

305 Jesus, lover of my soul. 

182 Jesus, the sinner's Friend ! to thee. 

335 My faith looks up to thee. 
264 My spirit on thy care. 

185 holy Saviour, Friend unseen. 
191 O Jesus, Saviour of the lost. 

336 Saviour ! I look to thee. 

283 Thou hidden source of calm repose. 
269 Thou very present aid. 

FAMILY WORSHIP. 

451 I lift my soul to God. 

441 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand. 

460 With humble heart and tongue. 

(See Moi-ning, Evening, Baptism.) 

FAST DAY. 

840 Dread Jehovah, God of nations. 

841 In grief and fear, to thee, O Lord! 

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INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



836 Lord ! thou hast scourged our guilty land. 

837 When in our hour of utmost need. 

FELLOW.SHIP. 

24 My God ! accept my early vows. 
856 Pleasant are thy courts above. 

GOD THE FATHER. 

350 Awake, my tongue! thy tribute bring. 

359 Give thanks to God; he reigns above. 

345 High in the heavens, eternal God. 

346 Jehovah reigns; he dwells inflight. 

349 Jehovah reigns; his throne is high. 

351 Kingdouis and thrones to God belong. 

353 Lord of all being ! throned afar. 

354 Lord! thou hast searched and seen i 

through. 

356 Oh, dreadful glory, that dotli make. 

352 Thee we adore, eternal Lord ! 

350 The heavens declare thy glory. Lord ! 

357 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways. 
348 The Lord is King; lift up thy voice. 

344 The spacious firmament on high. 

347 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes. 

358 Up to the Lord, who reigns above. 

GOD. 
A Creator. 

31 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays. 
12 Come, sound his praise abroad. 

345 High in the heavens, eternal God. 

65 I'll praise my Maker with my breath. 
364 I sing the almighty power of God. 

360 The glory of the Lord. 

350 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord ! 

344 The spacious firmament on high. 
A Judge. 

39 With my whole heart I'll raise my song. 
A Refuge. 

440 Dear Refuge of my weary soul. 

384 God is the refuge of his saints. 
A Rock. 

444 When overwhelmed with grief. 
A Shepherd. 

4 All people that on earth do dwell. 

443 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord. 

442 The Lord 's my shepherd, I '11 not want. 

439 To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord. 

469 To thy pastures fair and large. 
3 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice. 

Decrees of. 

372 Keep silence, all created things. 

388 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will. 
Eternity of. 

376 Great God! how infinite art thou. 
4'J4 



345 High in the heavens, eternal God. 
435 Our God, our help in ages past. 

Faithfuln'ess of. 

40 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme. 
468 Cast thy burden on the Lord. 
49 My soul, repeat his praise. 
479 Sometimes a light surprises. 
45 Through all the changing scenes of life. 
48 To God, the only wise. 

Fatherhood of. 

11 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace. 
349 Jehovah reigns; his throne is high. 

417 My God! how wonderful thou art! 
434 My God ! the covenant of thy love. 
371 Since all the varying scenes of time. 

418 Soon as I heard my Father say. 
421 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord I 
420 To heaven I lift my wailing eyes. 

Forgiving Love of. 
367 O thou my soul, bless God the Lord. 

Glory of. 

43 Let them neglect thy glory. Lord. 

Goodness of. 
452 How gentle God's commands. 
18 Let us with a gladsome mind. 
30 My God! my King! thy various praise. 
52 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. 
7 Praise ye the Lord ; exalt his name. 

45 Through all the changing scenes of life. 

44 What shall I render to my God. 

3 Ye nations rouud the earth, rejoice. 

Government of. 

346 Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light. 
3-19 Jehovah reigns; his throne is high. 
351 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong. 
348 The Lord is|K.ing; lift up thy voice. 
363 The Lord Jehovah reigns. 

51 To bless thy chosen race. 
.358 Up to the Lord, who reigns on high. 
Grace of. 

34 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers. 
23 Bless, O my soul, the living God. 
11 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace. 

46 Early, my God, without delay. 
544 Grace, 'tis a charming sound. 

326 I once was a stranger to grace and to God. 
407 I waited patient for the Lord. 

43 Let theui neglect thy glory, Lord ! 
390 No more, my God ! I boast no more. 

28 Now to the Lord a noble song. 

10 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands. 
357 The Lord, how wondious are his ways. 



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39 With my whole heart I '11 raise iny song. 

Holiness of. 

368 Holy and reverend is the name. 

Incompkehexsible. 

369 God moves in a mysterious way. 

356 Oh, dreadful glory that doth make. 

370 Thy way, O God '. is in the sea. 
Love of. 

379 God is love; his mercy brightens. 
28 Now to the Lord a noble song. 
Love to. 

339 I would love thee, God and Father. 
^LiJESTY of. 

89 Hallelujah I raise, oh raise. 

16 Stand up and bless the Lord. 

42 Thee will I bless, my God and King. 

39 With my whole heart I '11 raise my song. 
Mercy of. 

37 Come, happy souls, approach your God. 

49 My soul, repeat his praise. 

50 The pity of the Lord. 
Omniprese>'ce of. 

462 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea. 
Omniscience of. 

355 Awake, my tongue! thy tribute bring. 

852 In all my vast concerns with thee. 

354 Lord! thou hast searched and seen 
through. 
Pardon of. 

49 My soul, repeat his praise. 
63 Oh, blessed souls are they. 
Perfections of. 

345 High in the heavens, eternal God. 

353 Lord of all being ! throned afar. 

417 My God: how wonderful thou art ! 

362 Oh, worship the King all-glorious above. 

375 O God ! we praise thee and confess. 

360 The glory of the Lord. 

357 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways. 

Power of. 

31 Come, my soul, in sacred lays. 
3G4 I sing the almighty power of God. 
365 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name. 
377 The Lord our God is clothed with might. 

Praise to. 

4 All people that on earth do dwell. 
34 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers. 

8 Around the Saviour's lofty throne. 
14 Awake and sing the song. 

2 Before Jehovah's awful throne. 

40 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme. 
23 Bless, O my soul, the living Gud. 



56 Come, all ye saiuts of God. 

31 Come, my soul, in sacred lays. 

11 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace. 

12 Come, sound his praise abroad. 
15 Come, we that love the Lord. 

9 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name. 
46 Early, my God! without delay. 

5 From all that dwell below the skies. 

57 Glory to God on high. 

22 God of my life \ through all my days. 

21 Hosanna to the living Lord. 

55 I'll praise my Maker with my breath. 

43 Let them neglect thy glory, Lord ! 

15 Let us with a gladsome mind. 

41 Lord! in the morning thou shalt hear. 
24 My God ! accept my early vows. 

30 My God! my King! thy various praise. 

49 My soul, repeat his praise. 

13 Now let our songs arise. 

52 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. 

19 O Zion ! tune thy voice. 

7 Praise ye the Lord ! exalt his name. 
29 Praise ye the Lord! my heart shall join. 
10 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands. 
17 Songs of praise the angels sang. 

16 Stand up and bless the Lord. 

20 Sweet is the work, my God, my King. 
54 Sweet is the work, Lord. 

42 Thee will I bless, my God and King. 

50 The pity of the Lord. 

45 Through all the changing scenes of life. 

51 To bless thy chosen race. 

6 To God, the great, the ever-blessed. 
48 To God, the only wise. 

44 What shall I render to my God ? 

39 With my whole heart I '11 raise my song. 

3 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice. 

1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim. 
38 Yes, I will bless thee, my God. 

Providence of. 
378 Call Jehovah thy salvation. 
449 Commit thou all thy griefs. 
461 Father ! I know that all my life. 
359 Give thanks to God ; he reigns above. 

369 God moves in a mysterious way. 

436 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord. 
399 My God ! I leave to thee my ways. 
441 O God of Bethel ! by whose hand. 

371 Since all the varying scenes of time. 
479 Sometimes a light surprises. 

437 Sweet is the memory of thy grace. 
374 The Lord Jehovali unto all. 

370 Thy way, God ! is in the sea. 
347 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes. 

35S Up to the Lord, wlio reigns on higli. 
495 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



301 Upward I lift niino eyes. 
432 Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power. 
458 Your harps, ye trerubling saints. 
Works of. 
378 Let children hear the mighty deeds. 
42 Thee will I bless, my God and King. 

HEAVEN. 

779 Arise, my soul, fly up and run. 

774 As when the weary traveler gains. 

795 Brief life is here our portion. 

775 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove. 

787 Far from these narrow scenes of night. 

782 Father ! I long, I faint, to see. 

796 For thee, O dear, dear country. 

806 From thee, my God! my joys shall rise. 

780 Give me the wings of faith to rise. 

769 Hark I how the choral song of heaven. 
799 High in yonder realms of light. 

798 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger. 

802 I 'm but a stranger here. 

804 In the Christian's home in glory. 

792 I would not live alway. 

790 Jerusalem, my happy home. 
794 Jerusalem, the glorious. 

793 Jerusalem, the golden. 

780 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears. 

791 My days are gliding swiftly by. 
801 My gracious Redeemer I love. 

778 My thoughts surmount these lower skies. 

771 Now let our souls on wings sublime. 
777 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly. 

770 Oh, for a sweet, inspiring ray. 

772 happy saints. Mho dwell in light. 

783 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. 

784 mother dear, Jerusalem. 

785 O my sweet home, Jerusalem. 
768 O Paradise, O Paradise. 

797 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings. 
944 Shall we gather at the river. 

788 There is a fold whence none can stray. 

781 There is a land of pure delight. 

805 There is an hour of peaceful rest. 

803 The roseate hues of early dawn. 

HOLY SPIRIT. 
Comforter. 

502 Holy Ghost, the Infinite! 

495 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed. 
Earnest of. 

490 Why should the children of a King. 
Grieved. 

488 Stay, thou insulted Spirit! stay. 
Indwelling. 

486 Sure the blest Comforter is uigh. 
496 



Prayed for. 
879 Come, Holy Spirit! come. 
487 Come, sacred Spirit ! from above. 
491 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord. 

484 Eternal Spirit! we confess. 

485 Father of mercies, God of love ! 

495 Gracious Spirit! Love divine! 

503 Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness. 
499 Holy Ghost! with light divine. 
494 Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! 

496 Lord ! I hear of sliowers of blessing. 

522 Oh, for a heart of calm repose. 

504 Saviour! I thy Avord believe. 

523 Thy home is with the humble. Lord. 
Sealing of. 

498 Gracious Spirit ! Love divine. 
504 Saviour! I thy word believe. 
Works of. 
489 How helpless guilty nature lies. 

HOPE. 

446 Give to the winds thy fears. 

512 In true and patient hope. 

HUMILITY. 

513 Blest are the pure in heart. 
501 Humble, Lord I my haughty. 
180 Jesus, my Strength, my Hope. 
192 Just as I am, without one plea. 
476 Quiet, Lord ! my froward heart. 
410 Oh, for a heart to praise my God. 
205 Thou only Sovereign of my heart. 
523 Thy home is with the humble. Lord! 
424 Unite, my roving thoughts, unite. 

IMITATION OF CHRIST. 

216 My dear Redeemer and my Lord. 
410 Oh, for a heart to praise my God. 

IMPORTUNATE PRAYER. 

467 Lord ! I cannot let thoe go. 

INSTALLATION. (See Ministry.) 

INVOCATION. 

67 Come, dearest Lord ! descend and dwell. 

72 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove. 
77 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator! come. 

68 Come, Holy Spirit ! calm my mind. 
76 Come, Holy Spirit ! iicavcnly Dove. 

70 Come, O Creator Spirit blest. 

74 Come, thou desire of all thy saints. 
85 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit. 

71 Father of heaven ! whose love profound. 

73 Great Father of each perfect gift. 

82 Holy, holy, holy. Lord (iod of hosts! when. 
21 Ho.sanna to the living Lord. 

69 How sweet to leave the world a while. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



84 In thy name, O Lord! assembling. 

80 Light of life ! seraphic Fire ! 

81 Lord of hosts ! how lovely fair. 
59 Lord ! we come before thee now. 

78 Lord ! when we bend before thy throne. 
66 Now may the God of power and grace. 
75 thou who hast thy servants taught. 

83 Safely through another week. 

79 Saviour ! when in dust to thee. 

JESUS. 
Na.me of. 
229 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds. 
33 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing. 

JOY. 

87 Children of the heavenly King. 
15 Come, we that love the Lord. 

241 My God! the spring of all my joys. 

88 Now begin the heavenly theme. 

JUSTIFICATION. 

262 Ah! how shall fallen man. 

133 Jesus ! thy blood and righteousness, 
390 No more, my God ! I boast no more. 

134 Not all the blood of beasts. 

281 O thou that hearest the prayer of faith. 

LAW OF GOD. 

532 Blessed are the undefiled in heart. 

452 How gentle God's commands. 

538 Oh, how I love thy holy law. 

415 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways. 

531 Oh, that thy statutes every hour. 

360 The glory of the Lord. 

413 Thou art my portion, O my God. 

870 With my whole heart I sought thy face. 

LAYING CORNER-STONE. 

956 An earthly temple here we raise. 
955 O Lord of hosts ! whose glory fills. 
964 Tho church's one foundation. 

LIFE. 
Brevity of. 
936 Time is winging us away. 

LOOKING TO JESUS. 

217 In evil long I took delight, 

LORD'S DAY. 

155 Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 
844 Great God ! indulge my humble claim. 
154 Hail the day that sees him rise. 
160 How calm and beautiful the morn. 

28 Now to the Lord a noble song. 

83 Safely through another week. 
32 



53 See what a living stone. 

20 Sweet is the work, my God, my King. 

54 Sweet is the work, Lord, 
159 Yes, the Redeemer rose. 

MARRIAGE. 

843 How welcome was the call. 

MERCY OF THE LORD, 

407 I waited patient for the Lord. 

MERCY-SEAT. 

864 Dear Father ! to thy mercy-seat. 
440 Dear Refuge of my weary soul. 
855 From every stormy wind that blows. 
427 My God ! 't is to thy mercy-seat. 

MINISTRY. 

275 Ye servants of the Lord. 

MISSIONS. 

4 All people that on earth do dwell. 

2 Before Jehovah's awful throne. 

885 Behold, the heathen waits to know. 

5 From all that dwell below the skies. 

886 Lord of the harvest! bend thine ear. 
13 Now let our songs arise. 

859 thou that hearest prayer! 
10 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands. 
51 To bless thy chosen race. 

3 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice. 

1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim. 

MORNING. 

890 Awake, my soul, and with the sun. 

896 Christ, whose glory fills the skies. 
46 Early, ray God ! without delay. 

887 God of the morning ! at whose voice. 

897 In the morning hear my voice. 

41 Lord ! in the morning thou shalt hear. 
892 Lord of my life ! oh, may thy praise. 
889 New every morning is the love, 
895 O God, my gracious God ! to thee. 

888 O Jesus ! Lord of heavenly grace. 

891 Once more, my soul, the rising day. 
895 Serene I laid me down. 

894 When streaming from the eastern skies. 

MONTHLY CONCERT. (See Missions.) 

NATIONAL. 

842 Before the Lord we bow. 
884 O God ! beneath thy guiding hand. 
953 Our God stands firm, a rock and tower. 
833 Our land, O Lord ! with songs of praise. 

NEARNESS OF CHRIST. 

325 Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near. 
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NEARNESS TO GOD. 

474 Nearer, my God ! to thee. 

OPENING OF SERVICE. 

32 All hail the jKJwer of Jesus' name. 
4 All people that on earth do dwell. 

64 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat. 
34 Arise, my soul, my joyful powers. 

8 Around the Saviour's lofty throne. 

14 Awake and sing the song. 

25 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays. 
2 Before Jehovah's awful throne. 

40 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme. 

61 Behold the throne of grace. 

23 Bless, O my soul, the living God. 
5G Come, all ye saints of God. 

67 Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day. 
37 Come, happy souls, approach your God. 

72 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove. 

68 Come, Holy Spirit! calm my mind. 

77 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator! come. 
36 Come, let us join our cheerful songs. 

70 Come, O Creator Spirit blest. 

31 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays, 

11 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace. 

12 Come, sound his praise abroad. 

74 Come, thou desire of all thy saints. 
8.5 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit. 

15 Come, we that love the Lord. 

58 Come, ye disconsolate. 

9 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, 

46 Early, my God! without delay. 

71 Father of heaven ! whose love profound. 
57 Glory to God on high, 

22 God of my life ! oh, may thy praise. 

73 Great Father of each perfect gift. 

82 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God almighty. 
21 Hosaiina to the living Lord. 

69 How sweet to leave the world a while. 
55 I'll praise my Maker with my breath. 
84 In thy name, O Lord ! assembling. 

62 Jesus, who knows full well. 

43 Let them neglect thy glory, Lord! 
18 Let us with a gladsome mind. 

80 Light of life ! seraphic Fire ! 

81 Lord of hosts! how lovely fair. 

41 Lord ! in the morning thou shalt hear. 

65 Lord ! teach us how to pray aright. 

59 Lord ! we come before thee now. 

78 Lord! when we bend before thy throne. 

24 My God ! accept my early vows. 

30 My God, my King! thy various praise. 

47 My Saviour, my almighty Friend. 
49 My soul, repeat his praise. 

27 Now be my heart inspired to sing. 

13 Now let our songs arise. 

498 



17 Now to the Lord a noble song. 
63 Oh, blessed souls are they. 

52 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. 

33 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing. 
75 O thou who hast thy servants taught. 

19 O Zion ! tune thy voice. 

7 Praise ye the Lord ! exalt his name. 
29 Praise ye the Lord ! my heart shall join. 
83 Safely through another week. 
79 Saviour ! when in dust to thee. 

53 See what a living stone. 

10 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands. 
17 Songs of praise the angels sang. 
16 Stand up and bless the Lord. 

20 Sweet is the work, my God, my King. 

54 Sweet is the work, O Lord. 

42 Thee will I bless, my God and King. 

50 The pity of the Lord. 

45 Through all the changing scenes of life. 

51 To bless thy chosen race. 

G To God, the great, the ever blessed. 
48 To God, the only wise. 
35 To our Redeemer's glorious name. 
26 What equal honors shall we bring. 
44 What shall I render to my God. 
39 With my whole heart I raise my song. 

3 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice. 

1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim. 
(See Morning.) 

OPPORTUNITIES LOST. 

256 O Jesus Christ ! if aught there be. 

ORDINATION. (See Ministry.) 

PARDON OF SIN. 

307 O thou my soul, bless God the Lord. 

PEACE. 

268 I hear the words of love. 

PENITENCE. (See Repentance.) 

PERSEVERANCE. 

15 Come, we that love the Lord, 

PILGRIMAGE. 

473 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah. 

PRAYER. 

.58 Come, ye disconsolate. 

853 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone. 
855 From every stormy wind that blows. 

65 Lord ! teach us how to pray aright. 

59 Lord ! we come before thee now. 
851 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. 
849 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. 
845 What various hindrances we meet. 



IXr> E X F $ UB J EC TS. 



PRAYER FOR PROTECTION. 

461 Father ! I know thar all but life. 

PRAYER MEETES'G. 

SS3 AlmighiT God! thy word is cast- 
SS5 Behold, the heathen waits to know. 
SS2 Blest is the man whose softening heart. 

873 Broad is the road that leads to death. 

879 Come, Holy Spirit ". come. 

8oO Come, let us sing the song of songs. 

847 Come, thou almighty King. 

S04 Dear Father! to thy mercy-seat 

877 Exalt the Lord our God. 

84S Far from my thoughts, vain world, b^oae. 

853 Far from the world. O Lord ! I flee. 

855 Fn.MU every stormy wind that blows. 
863 God calling vet : shall I not hear. 
8)'>6 Gnint me within thy courts a place. 

844 Great God : indulge my humble claim. 
867 He that hath made his refuge God. 
8,^2 In all my vast concerns with thee. 
8G0 Just are ihy ways and true thy word. 
886 Lord of the harvest : bend thine ear. 

8^1 Lord : with glowing heart I'd praise thee. 

854 My God '. is any hour so sweet. 
876 No. not despairingly. 

87S Now is the accepted time, 
865 Now shall my solemn vows be paid. 
884 God ! beneath thy guiding hand. 
859 O thou that hear»:?si prayer. 

856 Pleasant are thy courts above. 
8.51 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. 
S71 Siilvation, oh. the joyful sound. 

880 S;\viour! visit ihy plantation. 

874 Say. sinner, hath a voice within. 

849 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer. 

875 Ti>-day the Saviour calls. 

87ii Welcome. O Saviour I to my heart. 

845 What various hindrances we meet. 

S62 When, gracious Lord ! when shall it be. 
816 Where high the heavenly temple stands. 
861 Where two or three with sweet accord. 
872 While life prolongs its precious light. 
847 Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold. 
86S With all my powers of heart and tongue. 
858 With songs of sacred joy. 

PROFESSION. (See Q>n/e»MTO.) 

PROVIDENCE. 

925 Day by day the manna fell. 

867 For a season called to part. 

315 Gently, Lord I oh. gently lead us. 

342 Jesus I guide our way. 

892 Lord of my life! oh, m5»y thy praise. 

916 Lord of mv life \ whose tender care. 



j^:9 New every morning is the love. 

S34 Saviour ! I follow on, 

934 Yes, for me, for me, he caret h. 

RECOVERY' FROM SICKNESS. 

422 Mv God : ihv service well demands. 



REFEN 
206 
299 
261 
331 
316 
306 
302 
329 
298 
192 
279 
134 
222 
218 
260 
196 
203 



T-VNCE. 

Ah, wretched, vile, ungrateful heart. 

Depth of mercy ! can there be. 

How heavy is the night. 

I lay my sins on Jesus. 

Jesus ' full of all compassion. 

Jesus ! full of truth and love. 

Jesus, Lamb of God ! for me. 

Jesus; let thy pitying eye. 

Jesus! save my dying souL 

Just are thy ways and true thy word. 

Lord! in this thy mercy's day. 

Not all the blood of beasts. 

Oh, for that tenderness of heart. 

Oh, may my heart, by grace renewed- 

Oh, that I could repent. 

Oh, that my load of sin were gone. 

Thou only Sovereign of my heart. 



REPENTANCE TOWARD GOD. 

394 A broken heart, my God and King. 
409 All that I was, my sin, my guilt. 
447 Have mercy. Lord I on me. 

406 In thy great loving-kindness. Lord. 
457 Is this the kind return. 
■483 Ix> ! on a narrow neck of land. 
403 O God of mercy ! hear my call. 

395 O thou that hearest when sinners cry. 
402 O thou whose tender mercy hears. 

397 Return, my roving heart, return. 
393 Show pity. Lord ! O Lord ! forgive. 

398 When at thy footstool, Lord ! I bend. 

396 With broken heart and contrite sigh. 
40S With tears of anguish I lament. 

(See Hepeiilance.) 

RESIGNATION. 

312 My Jesus! as thou wOt. 

313 Thy way, not mine, O Lord ! 

REST IN CHRIST. 

297 Does the gospel word proclaim. 

REST IN GOD. 

381 O God ; thou art my God alone, 

REVIVAL. 

8S0 Saviour ! visit thy plantation. 



JABBATH. (See LorxTs Daj/.) 



499 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



SALVATION. 

116 Raise your triumphant songs. 
871 Salvation, oh, the joyful sound. 

1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim. 

SANCTIFICATION. 

314 Love divine, all loves excelling, 
391 My God ! permit me not to be. 
426 Oh, for a closer walk with God. 

SCRIPTURES. (See Word of God.) 

SEAMEN. 

960 Eternal Father! strong to save. 

436 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord! 
959 O Lord ! be with us when we sail. 
958 Star of peace ! to wanderers weary. 

961 We come, O Lord ! before thy throne. 

SICKNESS. 

128 O Lord of health and life ! what tongue. 
254 When languor and disease invade. 

SIN. 

198 Deep are the wounds which sin has made. 

261 How heavy is the night. 

189 How sad our slate by nature is. 

STAR OF BETHLEHEM. 

108 Brightest and best of the sons of the morn- 
ing. 

96 Bright was the guiding star that led. 

97 O thou who by a star didst guide. 

107 Wliat star is this with beams so bright. 
103 When marshaled on the nightly plain. 

SUBMISSION. 

482 My God, my Father ! while I stray. 

TE DEUM. 

375 O God ! we praise thee and confess. 
352 Thee we adore, eternal Lord ! 

TEMPLE. 
The Spiritual. 
858 With songs of sacred joy. 

THANKFULNESS. 

430 Lord ! when my raptured thought surveys, 

431 O thou whose bounty fills my cup. 
42 Thee will I bless, my God and King. 

THANKSGIVING. 

12 Come, sound his praise abroad. 
22 God of my life! through ail my days. 
18 Let us with a gladsome mind. 
24 My (Jod ! accept my early vows. 
30 My God! my King! thy various praise. 
49 My soul, repeat his i)raise. 
52 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul. 
500 



45 Through all the changing scenes of life. 
44 What shall I render to my God. 

THANKSGIVING DAY. (See Naimial.) 

THRONE OF GRACE. (See Mercy-seat.) 

TRAVELER'S HYMN. 

436 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord. 

TRIALS. 

448 And shall I sit alone. 

fSee Afflictions.) 
TRINITY. 

71 Father of heaven! whose love profound. 
82 Holy, holy, holy, Lord. 

527 Holy, holy, holy, Lord. 

530 Holy, holy, holy. Lord. 
529 I give immortal praise. 

525 Most ancient of all mysteries. 

526 O (iod of life! whose power benign. 

528 Thou whose almighty word. 

524 To God be glory, peace on earth. 

TROUBLE. 
Deliverance from. 
868 With all my powers of heart and tongue. 

TROUBLES. (See Afflictions.) 

VOWS PAID. 

864 Dear Father! to thy mercy-seat. 

865 Now shall my solemn vows be paid. 

WATCHFULNESS. 

456 A charge to keep I have. 
511 My soul, be on thy guard. 

WEARY AND HEAVY-LADEN. 

297 Does the gospel word proclaim. 

WORD OF (^tOD. 

533 Behold thy waiting servant. Lord! 
532 Blessed are the undefiled in heart. 

536 Blessed are the souls that hear and know. 

531 Father of mercies ! in thy word. 
384 God is the refuge of his saints. 

386 God will our strength and refuge prove. 

324 How firm a foundation. 

539 How precious is the book divine. 

537 Lord ! I have made thy word my choice. 

538 Oh, how I love thy holy law. 

534 Oh, that thy statutes every hour. 
5.35 The Spirit breathes upon the word. 

WORK FOR CHRIST. 

276 We give thee but thine own. 
WRESTLING IN PRAYER. 

308 Come, O thou traveler unknown. 

309 Yield to me now, for I am weak, 

310 The Sun of righteousness on me. 



METRICAL INDEX 



L. M. 

KAME HYMN 

Alfreton 837 

All Saints 616 

Ames 884 

Angelas 904 

Anvern 718 

Ashwell 132 

Beethoven 487 

Belleville, 6 lines 399 

Bera 844, 860 

Bethune 821 

Blendon 387 

Bishop 603 

Bowen 774 

Brownell, 6 lines 282, 960 

Carey's 772 

Creation, 8 lines 344 

Darley 20 

Duke Street 505 

Dwight 867 

Easton 193 

Ernan 178 

Evening 848 

Federal Street 70, 105, 546, 671 

Forest 497 

Gilead 151 

Gratitude 900 

Grostete 22 

Hamburg 182, 677 

Harmony Grove 103 

Hebron 390, 653, 899 

Hursley 181,590,898 

nia 400 

Judgment Hymn 764, 750 

Lee 585 

Louvan 381, 838 

Loving-kindness 25 

Luton 29 

Malvern 737 

Melcombe (Nazareth) 125, 887 

Mendon 354, 612 

Migdol 351 



NAME HYMN 

Missionary Chant 6, 609 

Morning Hytnn 25, 890 

Myra 178 

Northampton 825 

Old Hundred 2 

Olive's Brow 129 

Orford 700 

Park Street 175, 769 

Quebec 542 

Rest 734 

Retreat 855 

Rockingham 146, 208 

Rolland 581 

Rosedale 901 

Rosehill 200 

Rothwell 514 

Seasons 810 

Silverstone 192 

Stirling 602 

Stonefield 619 

St. Cross 749 

St. Edmonds 731 

St. Polj'carp 837 

St. Matthias, 6 lines 906 

Surrey 703 

Sweet Hour, 8 lines 849 

Tallis' Evening Hymn 902 

Temple 509 

Tiberias (Whiteland) 507, 957 

Truro 357 

Uxbridge 348, 542 

Ware 26, 345 

Wareham (All Saints) 582 

Ward 384, 678 

Warner 396 

Welton 674 

Wilhelm 955 

Willington 956 

Whiteland (Tiberias) 507, 957 

Wimborne 66, 484 

Winchester, New 773 

Windham 393. 872 



NAME HYMN 

Woodworth 192 

Yoakley, G lines 284, 584, 895 

Zephyr 487, 550 

CM. 

Abridge 437 

Alexandria (Fletcher) 426, 682 

Antioch 98 

Aragon 819 

Arcadia 567 

Arlington 436, 591, 709, 869 

Armenia 961 

Arnolds 520 

Asaph 124 

Athens, 8 lines 254 

Avon (Martyrdom) 220, 402, 679 

Azmon (Denfield) 519, 698 

Balerma 441 

Barby 739 

Bedford .".136,252 

Bemerton 73, 719 

Bernard 232, 536 

Bowdoin Square 226 

Bradford 162,438 

Brattle Street 432 

Bridgewater 217 

Brown 622 

Burlington 121, 698 

Byefield 851 

Byzantium 738 

Chesterfield 421,745 

China 742 

Christmas 95, 517 

Church 833 

Clarendon 782 

Clinton 789 

Cooling 489 

Coronation 32 

Cowper 136 

I Coventry 706, 777 

I Dedham 33, 418 

I Ditchling 249 

501 



METRICAL INDEX. 



NAME HYMN 

Downs 44, 413, 532 

Dublin 905 

Dundee 372, 435, 685 

Dupont 669 

Eckhardtsheim 533 

Elizabethtown 238 

Evan 410 

Farrant .'. 757 

Geer 835 

Geneva 429 

Groton 165, 625 

Haven 841 

Heavenly Fold, 8 lines 787 

Heavenly Home, 8 lines 803 

Heber 229, 662 

Helena 258 

Herraon 100, 369 

Holland 364 

Howard 631 

Hummel 38, 784 

Jazer 959 

Jordan 9G0 

Kent 517 

Laight Street 780 

Lanesboro' 46 

Lily 057 

Logan 864 

Lullington 892 

Maitland 223 

Manoah 235, 416 

Marlow 570, 720 

Mear 367, 573, 836 

Melody 765 

Merton 168 

Monson 407 

Mount Auburn 539 

Murray 36 

Naomi 423, 587 

Newbold 531 

Newton (London, New) 762 

Nottingham 815 

Oaksville 9 

Ortonville 124 

Palestrina 246 

Peterborough 891 

Phuvah 244 

Remsen 599,882 

Repose 805 

Rhine 971 

Saviour Ever Near, 8 lines 946 

Serenity 966 

Siloam 64, 657 

Salzburgh 241,667 

South port 907 

Spohr, 6 lines 461 

8t. Andrew 806 

602 



NAME HYMN 

St. Ann 375 

St. Benedict 524 

St. Fulbert 65 

St. Martin's 405 

St. Peter 256, 435 

St. Stephen 76 

Tappan 954 

Trent 521 

Tyndal 189 

Valentia 817, 932 

Varina 969 

Waldron 258 

Warwick 41 

Wiltshire 510 

Woodland 565. 789 

Woodstock 594, 910 

S. ]M. 

Baden 767 

Boylston -iS, 597 

Bralton 444 

Brigham 266 

Cambridge 15 

Carlisle 715 

Cross 16 

Dennis 450 

Detroit 893 

Dover 632 

Ferguson 666, 843 

Franconia 118, 456 

Gerar 598 

Golden Hill 914 

Gorton 260, 763 

Greenwood 753 

Haydn 492 

Inverness 263, 563 

Kentucky 456 

Laban 16,511 

Lebanon, 8 lines 179 

Leighton (Ahira) 272, 454, 604 

Lisbon 712 

Luther 628 

Mornington 52, 727 

Mount Ephraim 583 

Olmutz 134, Ab^, 758 

Olney 877 

Parah 665 

Pentonville 913 

Resignation 453 

Shawnmt 756 

Shirland 545,575 

Silver Street 12, 544 

Spohr 814 

Steibelt 447 

State Street 61 

Stillingfleet 652 



NAME HYMW 

St. Bride 1.34, 453, 766 

St. Ignatius 903 

St. Thomas 15, 48 

Swabia 576 

Thatcher 116 

Tucker 269, 512 

Venice 563 

Vigil 275 

H. M. 

Agnus 337 

Beverly 579, 592 

Haddam 360, 528 

Harewood 962 

Lenox 19, 158, 640 

Lischer 718 

Patria 842 

Portsmouth 19 

Warsaw 109 

Zebulon 338, 858 

P.M. 

AVA 559 

Avison 639 

Duren 323 

Ein' Feste Burg 953 

I'm a Pilgrim 798 

Nightshade 927 

Paraclete 502 

Shall we Gather at the River.. 944 

Shining Shore 791 

The Child's Desire 947 

The Last Beam 915 

L. P. M. 

Nashville 553 

Newcourt 55 

C. p. M. 

Ariel 90 

Bremen 278 

Harwood 578 

Miles' Lane 32 

S. p. M. 

Dalston 363, 577 

C. L. M. 

How Calm and Beautiful 160 

12s. 
Scotland C37 

lis, 12s & lOs. 
Nlc^A 527 



METRICAL INDEX. 



NAME HYMN 

lis & lOs. 

Come, ye Disconsolate 58 

Hail to the Brightness 641 

Harvey 108 

lis & 8s. 
Exultation 939 

lis & 5s. 

Come, let us Anew 809 

Nightfall 929 

lis. 

Frederick 792 

Goshen 560 

Phenice 327 

Portuguese Hymn Ill, 325 

Prospect 752 

]0s& lis. 

Houghton 362 

Lyons 1 

lOs & 4s. 
Lux Benigna 930 

lOs. 

Communion G9fi 

Eventide 923 

Lentwood 716 

Parting Hymn 965 

Toulon 128 

9s & 8s. 
Memorial 695 

8s, 7s & 6s. 
Even Me 496 

8s, 7s & 4s. 

Arabia 473 

Belmont 562 

Greenville 84 

Oliphant 473 

Second Advent 725 

Wave 958 

Zion 140, 555, 648 

8s k 7s. 

Austria 113 

Autumn, 8 lines 173, 317 

Batty 840 

Bavaria, 8 lines 808 

Bayley .314 



NAME HYMN 

Carthage 170 

Dorrnance 501, 688 

Harwell 161 

Judgment Hymn 764 

Middleton, 8 lines 651 

Milwaukee 661 

Nettleton 94, .321, 554 

Rathbun 144, 339, 503 

Regent Square 832 

Rest for the Weary 804 

Salzburg 161 

Sardis 94 

Saviour, like a Shepherd 941 

Sicilian Hymn 880 

Smyrna 315 

Stockwell 608, 934 

St. Oswald 759 

The Sweetest Name 940 

Vespers 917 

Wilmot 318,378 

Worthing 928 

8s, 6s & 8s. 

Wessex 472, 697, 916 

8s & 6s. 

Cedron 145 

Meribah 280, 483, 747 

O Paradise 768 

Purleigh 647 

Repose. 805 

St. Leonard, 8 lines 931 

8s & 4s. 

Elliott 4S1, 854 

Evensong 924 

St. Cuthbert 495 

8s. 

De Fleury 340 

Eaton 894 



name 



HYMN 



Inspirer and Hearer. 

Sidonia, 8 lines 

Stella, 6 lines 

Trinity 

Vernon 

Westminster 



920 
801 
308 
526 

481 
751 



7s, 8s & 7s. 

Meinhold 699, 760 



Germania , 



7s & 8s. 



7s, 6s & 8s. 

Faith 688 

Penitence 329 

St. Anatolius 926 

7s & 6s. 

Abingdon 724 

Adar, 8 lines 936 

Amsterdam, 8 lines 797 

Aurelia.... 922, 964 

Bentley 795 

Chenies 937 

Crucifix, 8 lines 149 

Ewing, 8 lines 331, 479, 793 

Hodnet, 8 lines 91 

I Love to Tell the Story 948 

Mendebras 721 

Miriam, 8 lines 690 

Missionary Hymn, 8 lines 645 

Palm 952 

Praise of Children, 8 lines 943 

St. Theodulph 480 

The Old, Old Story 949 

Weimar 593 

Webb, 8 lines 643, 951 

7s, 6s & 5s. 

Work, for the Night is Com- 
ing 950 

7s & 5s. 

Capetown 607 

Churton 638 

7s. 

Aletta 142 

Amboy 726 

Beersheba, 8 lines 813 

Benevento, 8 lines 807 

Blumenthal, 8 lines 799 

Canonbury 670 

Come, my Soul, thy Suit Pre- 
pare 60 

Dallas 293 

Dix, 6 lines 115, 301, 635. 829 

Durham (Innocents) 17 

Dykes 557 

Easter Hymn 150 

Eltham, 8 lines 636 

Eshtemoa 298 

Ferrier 660 

Fulton 498 

Gethsemane, 6 lines, 138, 304, 

477, 831 

Harts 967 

503 



METRICAL INDEX. 



NAME HYMN 

Herold 824 

Hendon 574 

Hewlett 722 

Holbrook 634 

Holley 918,942 

Hollingside, 8 lines 305 

Horton 289, 466, 558 

Indiana .' 302 

Innocents (Durham) 471 

Kozeluch 919 

Litany, 8 lines 80, 296, 694 

Lord! in this Thy Mercy's 

Day, 3 lines 279 

Martyn, 8 lines 301, 305, 556 

Mendelssohn 114,729 

Mercy 468, 498, 925 

Messiah, 8 lines 306, 856 

Monkland 834 

Mozart 115, 155 

Nassau, 6 lines 475 

Newton, 6 lines 83 

Nuremburg 823 

504 



NAME H 

Onido, 8 lines 

Pascal 

Pleyel's Hymn 87, 153^ 

Pruen 

Ratisbon, 6 lines 530 

Refuge, 8 lines 

Rosefield, G lines 475, 

Seymour 

Solitude 287, 46a 

St. George 

Supplication 144, 297 

Telemann's Chant 

Tichfield, 8 lines 

Toplady, 6 lines 

Vienna 



YMN 

311 
921 
,693 



,561 
59 
691 
822 

,761 
500 
504 
804 
897 



6s & 8s. 
Waterstock 717 

6s, 7s & 6s. 
Erfurt 820 



NAME HYMN 

6s & OS. 
St. Alban, 8 lines 92 

6s & 4s. 

AGAPg 328,659 

America 830 

Bethany 333, 474, 945 

Bethel 876 

Dort 528 

Italian Hymn 56, 828, 847 

Italy 847 

Oak 802 

Olivet 335 

St. Nicholas 474 

To-day 875 

6s. 

Jewett, 8 lines 312 

St. Paul, 8 lines 938 

5s, 8s & 5s. 
Bridegroom 342 



INDEX OF TUNES, 



NAME HYMN AUTHOR OR SOURCE 

Abingdon 724 J. S. Sidebotham. 

Abridge 437 Hopkins. 

Adar (d.) 936 Dr. L. Mason. 

Agap6 328,659 W. F. Sherwin. 

Agnus 337 

Aletta 142 Bradbury. 

Alexandria (Fletcher), 

426, 682 

Alfreton 837 Wm. Beastall. 

All Saints (Wareham).. 616 Wm.Knapp. 

Amboy 726 

America 830 H. Carey. 

Ames 884 Dr. L. 3Iason. 

Amsterdam, 8 lines 797 J. Nares. 

Angelus 904 J. Sheffler. 

Antioch 98 Handel. 

Anvern 748 , 

Arabia 473.< 

Aragon 819 

Arcadia 567 Dr. Hastings. 

Ariel 90 •. Dr. L. Mason. 

Arlington. ..436, 591, 709, 869 Ame. 

Armenia 961 S. B. Pond. 

Arnolds 520 Dr. Arnold. 

Asaph 124 Geo. Kingsley. 

Ashwell 132 Dr. L. Mason. 

Athens, 8 lines 254 Giardini. 

Aurelia 922, 964 Dr. S. S. Wesley. 

Austria 113 Haydn. 

Autumn, 8 lines 173, 317 Spanish Melody. 

Ava 559 Dr. Hastings. 

Avisou 639 Avison. 

Avon (Martyrdom), 220, 

402, 679 H. Wilson. 

Azmon (Denfieid)...519, 698 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

B 

Baden 767 German. 

Balerma 441 Ad. R.Simpson. 

Barby 739 W. Tansur. 

Batty 840 German. 



NAME 

Bavaria.. 
Bayley... 
Bedford. 



HYMN AUTHOR OR SOURCE 

808 Beatty. 

314 Arr. J. P. H. 

.136, 252 Har. W. Monk. 



Beethoven (Germany).. 487 Beethoven. 

Beersheba, 8 lines 813 German. 

Belleville, 6 lines 399 

Belmont 562 Anon. 

Bemerton 73, 719 Greatorex. 

Benevento, 8 lines 807 -S". Wehb. 

Bentley 795 J. Hullah. 

Bera 844, 860 J. E. Gould. 

Bernard 232,536 Mozart. 

Bethany 333, 474, 945 Dr. L. Mason. 

Bethel 876 A. B. Spratt. 

Bethune 821 U. C. Burnap. 

Beverly 579, 592 J. S. Mayer. 

Bishop 603 J. Bishop. 

Blendon 387 Giardini. 

Bluraenthal (d.) 799 Blumenihal. 

Bowdoin Square 226 Arr. S. Hill. 

Bowen 774 Haydn. 

Boylston 48, 597 Dr. L. Mason. 

Bradford 162, 438 Arr. from Handel. 

Bralton 444 Dr. L. Mason. 

Brattle Street 432 Pleyel. 

Bremen 278 Dr. Hastings. 

Bridegroom 342 

Bridgewater 217 Harp of David. 

Brigham 266 Tuckerman. 

Brown 622 Bradbury. 

Brownell, 6 lines 282, 960 Haydn. 

Burlington 121, 698 J. F. Burrows. 

Byefield 851 Dr. Hastings. 

Byzantium 738 T. Jackson. 



Cambridge 15. 

Canonbury 670. 

Capetown 607. 

Carey's 772. 

Carlisle 715. 

Carthage 170. 



.Rev. R. Williams. 



FUitz. 

H. Carey. 

C. Lockhart. 

..Arr. G. F. Root. 
50a 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



AUTHOR OR SOURCE 

S. P. W. 

Dr. Haueis. 

T. R. MaUheus. 

Swan. 

Haydn. 

J. P. Holbrook. 



NAMB HYMN 

Cedron 145.. 

Chesterfield 421, 745.. 

Clienies 937.. 

China 742.. 

Christmas 95, 517.. 

Church 833., 

Churton G38 

Clarendon 782 /. Tucker. 

Clinton 789 J. P. Holbrook. 

Come, let us Anew 809 Webhe, 

Come, my Soul, thy Suit 

Prepare 60 H. Baker. 

Come, ye Disconsolate.. 58 Webb. 

Communion 696 From, Mendelssohn. 

Cooling 489 A. J. Abbey. 

Coronation 32 0. Holden. 

Coventry 706, 777 Eng. Melody. 

Cowper 136 Dr. L. Mason. 

Creation, 8 lines 344 F.J.Haydn. 

Cross 16 Darley. 

Crucifix, 8 lines 149 Greek Melody. 



Dallas 

Dalston 363, 

Darley 

Dedham 33, 

De Fleury, 8 lines 

Dennis 

Detroit 

Ditchling 

Dix, 6 lines, 115, 301, 635, 

Dorrnance 501, 

Dort 

Dover 

Downs 44, 413, 

Duke Street 

Dublin 

Dundee 372, 435, 

Dupont 

Durham (Innocent.s) 

Duren 

Dwight 

Dykes 



D 

293 Cherubim. 

oil A. Williams. 

20 W.H. W. Darley. 

418 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

340 De Fleury. 

450 Ad. Dr. L. Mason. 

893 E. P. Hastings. 

249 Anon. 

829 W. H. Monk. 

688 1. B. Woodbury. 

528 Dr. L. Mason. 

632 Eng. Melody. 

532 Dr. L. Mason. 

505 J.HaUon. 

905 J.SmUh. 

685 Scotch Psalter. 

669 L.H. Webb. 

17 W.H. Monk. 

323 B. A. Coll. 

867 Arr. Holbrook. 

557 J. B. Dykes. 



NAME HYMN AUTHOR OR SOUECK 

Ernan 178 Dr. L.Mason. 

Eshtemoa 298 T. B. Mason. 

Evan 410 Arr. Havergal. 

Evening 848 J. E. Gould. 

Evensong 924 E.J. Hopkins. 

Eventide 923 W. H. Monk. 

Even Me 496 Bradbury. 

Ewing, 8 lines...331,479, 793 Alex.Ermng. 

Exultation 939 Horn. 



Easter HvMN 150 Dr. Worgan. 

Easton 193 Mozart. 

Eaton 894 Wyvill. 

I-xkhardtsheim 533 Ch. Zeuner. 

"Ein' Feste Burg" 953 Luther. 

Klizabethtown 238 G. Kingsley. 

Elliott 482, 854 Rev.J.B. Dykes. 

Ellham, 8 lines 636 Dr. L. Mason. 

Erfurt 820 J. Criiger. 

506 



Dr. S. S. Wesley. 
R. Farrani. 



Faith 688.... 

Farrant 757.... 

Federal Street, 70, 105, 

546, 671 H.J. Oliver. 

Ferguson 666, 843 Geo. Kingsley. 

Ferrier 660 J. B. Dykes. 

Forest 497 Chapin. 

Franconia 118, 456 Geiinan. 

Frederick 792 Geo. Kingsley. 

Fulton 498 Bradbury. 



Geer 835 Dr. Geer. 

Geneva 429 J. Cole. 

Gerar 598 

Germania 668 J.R.AMe. 

Gethsemane, 6 lines, 138, 

304, 477, 831 Redhead. 

Gilead 151 Mehul. 

Golden Hill 914 A. Chapin. 

Gorton 260, 763 Unknown. 

Goshen 560 German. 

Gratitude 900 Ad. Dr. Hastings. 

Greenville 84 Rosseau. 

Greenwood 753 J. Sweetzer. 

Grostete 22 Greatorex, 

Groton 165, 625 C. Zeuner. 



Haddam 360, 

Hail to the Brightness.. 

Hamburg 182, 

Harewood 

Harmony Grove 

Harts 

Harvey 

Harwell 

Harwood 

Haven 

Haydn 

Heavenly Fold, 8 lines- 
Heavenly Home, 8 lines 
Heber 229, 



H 

528 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

641 "Sacred So7igs." 

677 Ad. Dr. L. Mason. 

962 

103 H. K. Oliver. 

967 B. Milgrove. 

108 Harvey. 

161 Dr. L.Mason. 

578 Harwood. 

841 Dr. Hastings. 

492 Haydn. 

787 W. Sherwin. 

803 Giornivichi. 

662 Geo. Kingsley. 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



HYMN AUTHOR OR SOURCE 

), 653, 899 Dr. L. Mason. 

258 Bradbury. 

574 C. Malan. 

972 Dr. L. Mason. 

....100, 369 Dr. L. Mason. 

824 Herold. 

722 



.F)-oin Thalberg. 

Holbrook. 

Ch. Zeuner. 

Geo. Hewes. 



NAME 

Hebron , 

Helena 

Hendon 

Henley 

Heriuou 

Herold 

Hewlett 

Hodnet, 8 lines 91. 

Holbrook 634. 

Holland 364. 

HoIIey 918,942. 

Hollingside, 8 lines 305 J. B. Dykes. 

Horton 289, 466, 55S... Schnyder Von Wartense. 

Houghton 362 Dr. Gardiner. 

Howard 631 Mrs. Cuthbert. 

How Calm and Beauti- 
ful 160 Dr. Hastings. 

Hummel 38, 784 C. Zeuner. 

Hursley 181, 590, 898 W. H. Monk. 

I 

Illa 400 

I Love to Tell the Story. 948 W. Fischer. 

I'm a Pilgrim 798 Anon. 

Indiana 302 Donizetti. 

Innocents (Durham) 471 W. H. Monk. 

Inspirer and Hearer 920 

Inverness 263, 563 Dr. L. Mason. 

Italian Hymn 56, 828, 847 Giardini. 

Italy 847 Giardini. 



Jazer 959 Bradbury. 

Jewett 312 Arr. J. P. Holbrook. 

Jordan 969 Billings. 

Judgment Hymn. ...750, 764 Jos. Klugs. 

K 

Kent 517 J. G. 

Kentucky (Iowa) 456 A. Chapin. 

Kozeluch 919 Kozeluch. 



Laban 16, 511 Dr. L. Mason. 

Laight Street 780 Dr. Hastings. 

Lanesboro' 46 Eng. Melody. 

Lebanon, 8 lines 179 J. Zundel. 

Lee 585 

Leighton (Ahira), 272, 

454, 604 Greatorex. 

Lenox 19, 158, 640 H. M. Edson. 

Lentwood 716 

Lily 657 

Lisbon 712 D. Read. 

Lischer 718 Arr. Dr. L.Mason. 



NAME HTMN AUTHOR OR gOUBCB 

Litany (Spanish Hymn), 
8 lines 80, 296, 694 Spanish Melody. 

Logan 864 E.L. White. 

London New (Newton).. 762 Scotch Psalter. 

Lord, in this thy Mer- 
cy's Day, 3 lines 279 W. H. Monk. 

Louvan 381, 838 V. C. Taylor. 

Loving-kindness 25 Western Melody. 

Lullington 892 Prazer. 

Luther 628 Dr. Hastings. 

Luton 29 Burder. 

Lux Benigna 930 Rev. J. B. Dykes. 

Lyons 1 Haydn. 

M 

Maitland 223 Allen. 

Malvern 737 Dr. L. Mason. 

Manoah 235, 416 Rossini. 

Marlow 570, 720 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

Martyn, 8 lines, 301,305,556 S. B. Marsh. 

Mear 367,573, 8.36 A. Williams' Coll. 

Meinhold 699, 760 J. S. Bach. 

Melcombe (Nazareth), 125, 887 Har. G. W. Torrance. 

Melody 765 A. Chapin 

Memorial 695 E. J.Hopkins. 

Mendebras 721 

Mendelssohn 114, 729 Mendelssohn. 

Mendon 354, 612 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

Mercy 468, 498, 925 From Gottschalk. 

Meribah 280, 483, 747 Dr. L. Mason. 

Merton 108 H. K. Oliver. 

Messiah, 8 lines 306,856 Arr. Geo Kingsley. 

Middletou, 8 lines 651 

Migdol 351 Dr. L. Mason. 

Miles' Lane 32 Shrubsole. 

Milwaukee 661 J. Zundel. 

Miriam, 8 lines 690 J. P. Holbrook. 

Missionary Chant 6,609 Zeuner. 

Missionary Hymn, 8 

lines 645 Dr. L. Mason. 

Monkland 834 J. Wilkes. 

Monson 407 Brown. 

Morning Hymn 25, 890 Barthelemon. 

Mornington 52, 727 Lord Momington. 

Mount Auburn 539 Geo. Kingsley. 

Mount Ephraim 583 Milgrove. 

Mozart 115, 155 Mozart. 

Murray 36 

Myra 178 Haydn. 

N 

Naomi 423, 587 Dr. L. Mason. 

Nashville 553 Ad. Di: L. Masoru 

Nassau, 6 lines 475 Rosenmuller. 

Nettleton 94, 321,554 Nettletm. 

Newbold 531 Geo. Kingsley. 

Newcourt 55 H. Bond. 

507 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



NAME HYMN AUTHOR OU SOURCE 

Newton, 6 lines 83 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

Newton (London New). 762 Scotch Psalter. 

Nicaea 527 J. B. Dykes. 

Nightfall 929 J.Barnby. 

Nightshade 927 

Northampton 825 Geo. Kingsley. 

Nottingham 815 J. Clark. 

Nuremburg 823 J. R. Ahle. 



o 

802. 
9. 



Oak 

Oaksville 

Old Hundred 2. 

Oliphant 473. 



.Dr. L. Mason. 

Zeuner. 

G. Franc. 

.Dr. L. Mason. 



Olive's Brow 129 Bradbury. 

Olivet 335 Dr. L. Mason. 

Olmutz 134, 458, 758 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

Olney 877 Dr. L. Mason. 

Onido, 8 lines 311 Ad. Dr. L. Mason. 

O Paradise 768 J. Bambij. 

Orford 700 Carmina Sacra. 

Ortonville 124 Dr. Hastings. 



Palestrina 

Palm 

Paraclete 

Parah... 

Park Street 175, 

Parting Hymn 

Pascal 

Patria 

Penitence 

Pontonville 

Peterborough 

Phenice 

Phuvah 

Pleyel's Hymn. ..87, 153, 

Portsmouth 

Portuguese Hymn. ..Ill, 
Praise of Children, 8 

lines 

Prospect 

Pruen 

Purleigh 



246 From Palestrina. 

952 " Catholic HTjmns." 

502 



.....Dr. L.Mason. 
.F. M. A. Venua. 



.Arr. S. T. Gordon. 

Oakley. 

Th. Lindley. 

R. Harrison. 

Oates. 



6G5.. 
769.. 
965.. 
921.. 
842.. 
329.. 
913.. 
891.. 
327., 

244 Har. Ludvng Eck. 

693 Pleyel. 

19 J. Darwell. 

325 Reading. 

943 "Sab. School Bell." 

7.")2 7'Vom Czerny. 

Ay\(\...Rev. Sir F. A. G. Qusley. 
647 A. H, Brown. 



QUEBFX'. 



Q 

542 "Pearce\'i Jfymns." 

R 

RATiinL-N 141, 339, 503 J. donkey. 

Ralisbon, 6 lines 530, 896 Werner. 

Refuge, 8 linc.«> 79 Blumcnthal. 

Regent Square K.32 //. Smart. 

Remsen .=>99, RK2 /. T . Holhrook. 



NAME HTMN AUTHOR OR 60URCH 

Repose 805 From J. A. Naumann. 

Resignation 453 

Rest 734 Bradbury. 

Rest for the Weary 804 J. W. Dadmun. 

Retreat 855 Dr. Hastings. 

Rhine 971 German Melody. 

Rockingham 146, 208 Dr. L. Mason. 

Rolland 581 Bradbury. 

Rosedale 901 G. F. R. 

Rosefield,61ines 475,561 Dr. Malan. 

Rosehill 200 Root & Sweet zer's Coll. 

Rothwell 514 ir. Tansur. 



Salzburg, 8s & 7s 

Salzburgh, C. M 241, 

Sardis 

Saviour Ever Near, 8 
lines 

Saviour, like a Shep- 
herd 

Scotland 

Seasons 

Second Advent 

Serenity 

Seymour 

Shall we Gather at the 
River 

Shawmut 

Shining Shore 

Shirland 545, 

Sicilian Hymn 

Sidonia, 8 lines 

Siloam 64, 

Silverstone 

Silver Street 12, 

Smyrna 

Solitude 287, 463, 

Southport 

Spohr, 6 1ines(C. M.).... 

Spohr 

Stale Street 

Steibelt 

Stella, 6 lines 

Stillingflect 

Stirling 

Stockwell 608, 

Stonefield 

St. Alban 

St. Anatolius 

St. Andrew 

St. Ann 

St. Renodict 

St. Bride 134, 453, 

St. Cross 



161 M. Haydn. 

667 M. Haydn. 

94 

946 Bradbury. 

941 Bradbury. 

637 Dr. J. Oark. 

810 Pleyel. 

725 M.Haydn. 

966 C.Bryan. 

59 Weber. 

914 Rev. R. Ixncry. 

756 Dr. L. Mason. 

791 G. F. Root. 

575 Stanley. 

880 Ralian. 

801 ./. E. Gould. 

657 Woodbtiry. 

192 T.M.Mvdie. 

544 1. Smith. 

315 Mozart. 

691 L. T. Dotnis. 

907 Geo. Kingsley. 

461 Sjjohr. 

814 Spohr. 

61 Woodman. 

447 Steibelt. 

308 *' Croirn ofJes^is." 

652 Swiss Coll. 

602 R. Harrison. 

934 D. E. Jones. 

619 J. Stanley. 

92 Haydn. 

926 Broun. 

806 J.Barnby. 

375 Denby. 

524 Cong.H. & T. B. 

766 Dr. Howard. 

749 J. B. Dykes. 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



NAME HYMN AUTHOR OR SOURCE 

St. Cuthbert 495 J. B. Dykes. 

St. Edmonds 731 Haydn. 

St. Fulbert 65 Gauntleit. 

St. George 822 Dr. G. Elvey. 

St. Ignatius 903 Dr. Gauntlett. 

St. Leonard 931 H. Hiles. 

St. Martins 405 W. Tansur. 

St. Matthias, 6 lines 906 W. H. Monk. 

St. Nicholas 474 

St. Oswald 759 J. B. Dykes. 

St. Paul 938 

St. Peter 256, 435 Reinagle. 

St. Polycarp 837 

St. Stephen 76 Rev. W. Jmes. 

St. Theodulph 480 

St. Thomas 15, 48 A. Williams. 

Supplication 144, 297, 761 Redhead. 

Surrey 703 Costellow. 

Sveabia 576 

Sweet Hour 849 Bradbury. 



Tallis' Evening Hymn 

Tappan 

Telemann's Chant 

Temple 

Thatcher 

The Child's Desire 

The Last Beam 

The Old, Old Story 

The Sweetest Name 

Tichfield 

To-day 

Toplady 

Toulon 

Trent 

Trinity 

Truro 

Tucker 269, 

Tvndal 



UXBRIDGE , 



u 

.348, oA-1. 



Tallis. 

.Geo. Kingsley. 

Ch. Zeuner. 

Ch. Zeuner. 

Handel. 



T 

902 

954 

500 

509 

116 

947 

915 Anon. 

949 W.H.Doane. 

940 

504 " Crown of Jestis." 

875 Dr. L. Mason. 

304 Dr. Hastings. 

128 C. Gotidimel. 

521 Greaiorex Coll. 

526 W.H. Monk. 

357 C.Barney. 

512 Abbey. 

189 German Arr. 



NAME HYMN 

V 

Valestia 817, 932... 

Varina 9G9... 

Venice 563 ... 

Vernon 481... 

Vespers 917... 

Vienna 

Vigil 



AUTHOR OR SOURCE 



Waldron 

Ward 384, 

Ware 26, 



.Dr. L. Mason, 



Eberwein. 

G.F. Root. 

English. 

German. 

Flotow. 

897 J. H Knecht. 

275..." -SI Alban's H. & T.B. 
Holbom." 

w 

259 Ger. Choral. 

678 Arr. Dr. L. Mason. 

345 Geo. Kingsley. 

Wareham (All Saints)... 582 Wm. Knapp. 

Warner 396 Arr. Geo. Kingsley. 

Warsaw 109 Th. Clark. 

Warwick 41 J.Stanley. 

Waterstock 717 J. Goss. 

Wave 958 From G. E. P. 

Webb 643, 951 Webb. 

Weimar 593 German. 

Welton 674 Theme by Malan. 

Wessex 472, 697, 916 E.J. Hopkins. 

Westminster 751 

Whiteland 507, 957 German Melody. 

Wilhelm 955 Greatorez. 

Willington 956 Williams. 

Wilmot 318,378 Weber. 

Wiltshire 510 

Wiraborne 66, 484 Oreatorex Coll. 

Windham 393,872 Read. 

Winchester New 773 Ad. B. Crasselius. 

Woodland 565. 789 N. Goidd. 

Woodstock 594, 910 Dutton. 

Woodworth 192 Bradbury. 

Work, for the Night is.. 950 ''Song Garden." 

Worthing 928 Schelz. 

Y 

YoAKLEY 284, 584, 895 Yoakley. 

z 

Zebulox 338,858 Dr. L. Mason. 

Zephyr 487, 550 Bradbury. 

Zion 140, 555,648 Dr. Hastings. 

509 



INDEX OF CHANTS 



32 Beyond the smiling and the weeping. 

33 Birds have their quiet nest. 

19 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel. 

23 Christ our Passover is sacrificed for us. 
30 Come, labor on. 

13 Come unto me, all ye that labor and. 

29 From the recesses of a lowly spirit. 

1 Gloria in Excelsis. 

r. God be merciful unto us and bless us. 

20 God is our refuge and strength. 

17 Have mercy upon me, O God! according to. 

34 He leadeth me; oh, blessed thought! 
9 Holy, holy, holy. Lord God almighty. 

15 -How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord. 

8 It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord. 

18 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills. 

14 I was glad when they said unto me. 



25 Lord ! have mercy upon us. 

26 Lord ! have mercy upon us. 

27 Lord ! have mercy upon us. 

11 Lord! now lettest thou thy servant. 

10 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord. 

12 Oh, come, let us sing unto the Lord. 

2 Oh, sing unto the Lord a new song. 
31 One sweetly solemn thought. 

3 Our Father who art in heaven. 

7 Out of the depths have I cried unto thee. 

4 Praise the Lord, my soul. 

28 Te Deum Laudanius. 

16 The earth is the Lord's, and the fullne*. 

21 The Lord is my light and my .salvation. 

5 The Lord is my Shepherd. I shall not want. 

22 Wo have thought of thy loving-kindness. 
24 With tearful eves I look around. 



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